How to Find the Best Canyon

snap your worries like dry, dead branches,
and watch them explode 
into bright, white mist
as if they were made of sugar. 

crack open the vodka
 and pour it into
a frosty mug
 of creme soda

sit back with the house plants,
and let the springs of the couch crack the weight

let your hair bounce lightly
into black and white light

and let your shoulders crumble and thaw
into warm, soft bread

and damn it,
just let go of everything

like you did when you were young.

and slide down the hill
on a flattened cardboard box
all the way to the bottom

until there's no more hill to ride.