the suddenness
of catastrophe is what comforts us. We cannot see
it, a long way off. We get used to life, to how it runs.
Every day goes by, and we've learned to adjust
to being this close to able to trust.
We're at home, we can handle it well enough
every day goes by, 'til the one
All at once:
your job is lost
your car has
irrevocably died,
the woman you love
is seeing yet another guy
and the chance of getting back
any piece of the peace of mind
that you had when you woke
up,
is Spock odds, basically. Catastrophe
was always coming down on you, one
two,
three,
but for all you knew, for so many steps
on such a long way things were easy
and sweet, and
would
continue
to
be.
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