A seagull named Ruth says humans can’t handle their own desires
or energy sources
Are you a widow if you’re married to a dead guy
Try to solve an eastern problem in a western way
Snow we left behind
An invisible hug of mustard
I chased the spots in my eyes in a being is becoming kind of way
Answer yes to impossibility
as though I am in the Army of Making Things Happen
Yes we can do the fifteen minute version at the Met
What do you know about fifteen minutes
an entire family can come apart in fifteen minutes
For fifteen minutes you can wear and photograph yourself
in Michael Jackson’s Napoleonic coat and glove
for fifteen hundred dollars
There is always an interloper in the folklands
someone who cut the jumprope
Listen here kids everyone is first in line

I love every line, and especially how this poem ends in impossibility after teaching us to say YES to it!!
For now on, every seagull I see is named Ruth.