Fingerprints

the friction ridges on his fingers
are different than most

where there are usually arches
there are the shapes of broken hearts
and laughing faces
in his

where commonly you find loops
instead you will find tracings of teardrops
and tornadoes
and trees
and suns
and even
a moon

houses with gardens
and flowers in the gardens
and bees in the flowers
and people in the houses
spreading honey and peanut butter on
pieces of toast

some of the people are dancing
making love
making dinner
and making music

others are making messes
they can never seem to clean up
or making choices they will only regret

there are towns and cities
and universes full of comedy
tragedy
and magic

angels smoking cigarettes and drinking vodka
criminals with wings and halos

man
animal
and monster
all alike in his prints

where typically you would see a whorl
in his you can see a world

upon each finger of the writer
there are thousands of places
each with thousands of lives
waiting to be born

waiting to begin

waiting for that first line

if only he could put his finger on it