Wednesday, August 2, 2023

An Alternate Account

The world slips suspiciously
Into more frequent beauty,
More frequent noticing it,

The clouds above the desert
In curling, virga towers,
The crisp edges of the cliffs—

It’s not mere handsomeness, it’s
Beyond satisfactory,
Delicious. That’s suspicious.

Are you dying already?
Have you started dying well,
That much celebrated phase

Of life appreciation,
In which the terminal find
The wonder in everything?

Let’s hope not. Let’s hope you are
Just appreciating things
Well worth appreciating,

Maybe even getting well.
Yes. Everything seems so good
Now that you’re getting better.

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