Hubris

How big, big, big, big

is the whole wide world

of men—

billions, to be exact.

Elon-money big,

so big

my brain cannot fathom it.

These neurons,

once so certain they were worldly,

fail me yet again.

For from my short leash—

mere mileage.

Mere acreage—

from where a doctor

cut me out

of my mother

in a room

my father

wasn't even welcomed,

I thought

that was the whole expanse

of men.

As though

a handful of zip codes

could stand in

for billions.

Like people

who mistake

their hometown

for the world.

I thought this was all

Y'all were.