28 september

with gentle arms deflated
which of course should be askew akimbo awry
but instead simply propped
the houseplant of uncertain shape
has been knocked from its geometry of oddity
down to the ground which is also the carpet
because sometimes the wind blows
and open windows happen
but all i can do now is apologize
picking limbs up in my arms
say something that will comfort us both
searching for the words in spilled dirt
too late to vacuum -- the neighbors --
and nowhere else to go but here
in the morning a clearer view
sun and hope and brighter day to grow --