After Playing Fez For Three Hours, I Listen to My Grandmother Cough Into the Telephone

I broke this spectrum
with my teeth
Or else                    It
in my hands                 My
sense of touch
Like the rest of the
incredible sky      I
am sorry
For my bewilderment
but not
for my          wildness
If you could
come back
You    would be a
sight             entirely
If I could
leave                         I
I     would
ask you to
show me     the way