Shaken loose from our stirrups,
we're devoting our perceptions
to the wide-open signs
occurring all around:
a found photo carrying more
and habits gaining serious momentum,
along with songs
gathering immensity
from the gap that's trying
to move the minutes.
Small words are doing big things
and big things like a near-serious
moto incident are sliding past like they
were meant to be.
I wanted a friend to say
"It's a bad week for things to happen,"
but no one did so instead
I found a friend who made me laugh
out of nowhere and so the three
of us sat there in the approaching summer
afternoon in the quaintness of being
lodged in the midst and we just let it out.
