This life & no other. ~ Larry Levis
Yes, what happens next?
I want to think about it, deeply—
but the radio interrupts with its reminder
to set the clocks forward this weekend.
I drive across the river every morning
and the water is like beaten glass.
There is a marble-size spot in the small
of my back and when you rub it,
sometimes I imagine a ribbon of bright
color twirling absently in that clear
space. All the things that manifest
as if without hesitation— how marvelous
they are for saying what they need
to say, for being what they are.
We should be ashamed by all
our calculations, our great addiction
to insurance. But it is so easy to forget
what we promised to always remember.