Friday, June 17, 2022


If only 
we could stand 
far enough back, 

we might stand a 
ghost's chance 
of almost apprehending

that aspect of our lives 
which we like to call 
the plot 

as naught 
but a brittle yet 
serviceable fossil—

cleaned, mounted, 
after the fact

of getting pickaxed
and spaded 
and gouged from those mountains 

and mountains 
of all of our
unconsidered actions.