a beautiful thing
in the ulcerating silence
perspective comes
the way it always does, for it’s random.
so randomly somebody calls
the phone rings and it brings Niagara Falls
3 o’clock in the morning
‘You’d better be dying’ and you were
so we talked about time
and where it went,
unremarkable events,
and how one day took two days
and they got spent.
how you’d continue, careful, in degrees,
trying to do one true beautiful thing
