Lack of sleep due to trip to Portland
+ General sense of fatigue this past month
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An unexpected reminder of my frailty,
which, when I subtract my strengths anyway,
there is still a kind of bonus that doesn't add up.
Even on this side of equilibrium,
I am being given the gift of myself,
a dissolution of the divisions of my life.
I am bread and fish broken, but
in order to be fruitful and multiply.
As I sip on this derivative of ginseng
to ease my throat, being full of phlegm,
I wonder at how sickness sometimes sucks
dry my moistened ambition and makes
me more integral, whole, and greater than
by being less than all this.
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