umbrella umbrella i am deleting this sarcophagus in favor of a parachute. birds relearn how to fly in deep space. i open five umbrellas & find them all full of holes. through the holes, glow worms lower themselves. they washing machine hum. everything is dew covered & laughing. a man comes by & puts a leash on me. truly, i've always wanted someone to arrive & tell me "this is how to be alive." instead he leads me to a lake of black water & says, "drink until you are gone." no matter how hard i try, i still remain a body with ears & knuckles, only now with snow in falling hard in my throat.