Friday, February 5, 2021

EVENNESS

Even the great big 
eye in the sky—

a perfectly targeted 
ad for this moment—

is so fixed 
that it misses 

the rats asleep 
beneath your car hood.

*

Perhaps all this longing
is the distance 

between persons 
and their sought-
after objects

squared—
and divided by 

the breadth 
of counterfactuals.

*

None of us
is hopeless,

no one immortal. 

Between highest 
widest walls, 

there must exist a 
mostly middle.

Really, need I go on?