Iffy.

If
nothing distinct came
to a place of nowhere
outlines in questions
written in eight point font.

If
you were to give a human being
the right
the right to fight or lay down
their right hand
for the things transcendent
for the life not yours
for the soul that might not exist
in rainbows and rocks,

would you do it?
Would you take down their two feet,
the toenails off
one by one
and make a necklace from the teeth?

You do not know where you are.
This is no longer our territory.
The sea swallowed up
the lighthouse
and our little yellow boat
so go, you must swim to shore.
I don't know how to swim.