Thursday, June 2, 2022


The rust and the rubble 
of tough city life;

the blight 
and the excess
and the savagery of forests—

notice: how these 
sorts of things 
always seem to fascinate; 

it's only your humanity 
that tends to feel 

But the next time 
you're disquieted 

and have no idea 
what to do, 

try taxiing out 
to the middle the street 

when that rare 
and profoundly clear
end-of-the-day breeze is blowing, 

hold both arms 
out to horizons
like wings,

and just try to hang on 
to that solitary feeling 

of not entirely 
disliking yourself 
for trying.