Difference

I am always 

living in other worlds 

in impossible spaces

in my head 

possibilities swirl

like the whitewater

where the rocks are set

into the river

like gems

and I know the difference 

between what is in my head

and what is real,

but I do not know

the difference 

I remember 

visiting with an old friend

talking about geocaching 

and having him say,

“I haven’t understood 

anything you’ve been talking 

about all night.”

well,

small wonder that I feel 

alone sometimes 

or that the vide

between me and 

other people is 

unbridgeable 

it is just me 

and my silly head

filled with all the wrong 

kinds of knowledge 

and not knowing 

how to make 

polite conversation