Wednesday, June 8, 2022


Next time it really bugs you 
that you cannot get 
to sleep, perhaps

try to count 
not all your blessings 
or sheep, 

but the hundred billion people 
who have loved 
and lost before you; 

and if that's not enough 
to swiftly do 
the trick, you can 

count up their 
eyelids as well;

watch in your mind 
as they crumple- 
down closed, 

two at a time—
as pretty 
but disconsolate 

as second-
prize roses—
just to make way 

for the acumen of yours,
and the turbulence 
they hold tonight.