Reading Between the Waves
I found myself
struggling for a sounding board
between the sandwiches of lunch,
dinner, and savory understanding.
There are birds between
songs.
They sing resoundingly
better than me.
I ran by a pond at dusk
when no one was looking,
but little me, who struggled to see
meaning where the colors
separate for separate
identity.
The common grackles
grackle to be heard,
like all of us with a working pulse,
arguing at the end of a day.
I signed my signature tonight
for a loan I don't understand.
There are things bigger
and smaller than me,
ants and fireflies,
that challenge infinity
and confuse the calmness
of understanding.
I will go home
and try again
tomorrow.
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