Choice Spirit
wishes us the restful
bread on the table,
even if it is
under the single crack in the ceiling.
Choice spirit says fasten
yourself like a mountain to the earth, for no
royal storm can tyrant
if each of us
is a traveler in the deep rode.
I know that doesn’t make sense.
None of it does
especially that where we are going is goodbye
and the best way to attract attention
is to shout
hello.