23 march

the weight of knowing better and of doing nothing or even of being unable to take a step in the right direction -- pull up the dark and let this, too, pass -- and how will we know it's time to come out?  how will we see the coast is clear if our eyes are closed? what use is there of opening them anyway if that's the view from here? grim and grimy and there is no calendar -- pages are not turning and headlines don't spin on newsworthy tabletops -- wait and don't see, wonder and turn in