Friday, January 6, 2023


Sometimes, the drain 
is the only way out,

and any doubt—
any designs on ascendancy 
or flight 

are dreams far too large 
for that pipe. 

And sometimes, our
last and most 
desperate days 

are the ones that finally grant us 
our greatest chance
to escape. 

For when, if not 
in our last, darkest hour

does everything spurious 
begin to swoon 
and dance 

to that strange, 
muted music—not which 
is prettiest, 

as it may have 
in the past—

but which has staged
the best
gradual fade?