I Am More Than California

Sentence me to order Niagara Falls to stop Falling. And the Sahara to drink more water. And for Pluto To come home soon. SHAKE me– until I’m Morse Code “USE the silence,” I say.  Until I am nothing but numbers in your night vision I have become silence– with my glossy lips and certified fingertips O, I’m more than California. I’m California on mute and waves in reverse I am New York City with grey hair and a gold suit. I am Fresh air. A seductive under-cut I am loose letters dividing your attention into thousands of endings you’re desperately looking for a kiss That doesn't exist  How is it you   Are completely silent when you yell?