Somtimes I worry about the future. I worry that the little things that make the world okay will somehow get sucked away in a horrible vortex. Usually it’s okay though.


I still look at the sky
when I get out of the car
most nights
and it still takes my breath
seventy percent of the time
and this is going on
for years now.

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