My Autobiography

and my autobiography says i need to play with words
want to sing like
rickie lee jones
make your heart cry with sorrow
make you laugh like the rain
on the warmest
day of the year
make you rage
make you cry
make you love
and i
fell down like every damn
star that i wrote
and i wasn’t as
bright as they were but i
burned out
with the best of them
burned out
and burned in
to the breath of everything
that lived and that
almost lived
living or dead
i was
and i want
all the things
that i promised myself
i would have
and i want to be
it rains.