Cave City, Kentucky

I left the twenty-first section of the poem in Cave City, Kentucky, where I travelled over the Christmas holiday to spend time with my sweetheart and his family. I wrote the poem on a sticker I affixed to the back of a set of holiday dictionary drawings I gave to Shawn's parents for Christmas last year. This picture is one of hundreds of Christmas decorations they put up every year- from garlands to Santa statues to poinsettias dotting the corners of every room. It's a very festive place to spend one's Christmas.

I inhale great draughts of space, the east and west are mine, and the north and south are mine.

I am larger, better than I thought, I did not know I held so much goodness.