It’s when you’re trying 

to talk about God 

and you don’t know how 

that you discover 

another city is possible, 

where the only facts 

that exist, exist 

as incidental music 

from forgotten movies, 

or as retweets 

of movie quotes (e.g., 

“The life of a repo man 

is always intense”).

Even whales 

drink milk there,

and the statue 

of John the Baptist 

outside a church 

searches in the bushes 

for his missing head.