an oil pool on a corner 5 feet from
the sewage drain.
a rat running alongside the curb,
scurrying for food into your favorite
the sun breaking through the corner
of the building behind yours, shining
on the table in the courtyard from
2:32-3:34 approximately (but you’re not
life’s like this. and you’re thankful for
the promise of a new heavens and
a new earth?