I keep a level in my heart,
like carpenters use to test straight lines.
The bubble slips from left to right
with every beat, and I feel fine.
I keep a gauge in mind, all day.
It's sensitive. It calibrates.
Sometimes results are off the charts,
but those are only on best days.
I keep a range, a meter, glass
with needle always quivering
or sitting still. Whichever way,
I hope tomorrow when I rise,
it always will.
I don't know what these things
are for. I only know they're always
there, and always have been.
I keep score against myself.
So far, I win.
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