The Community Room

All the ways anyone
Can end in the corners
With the rest of the dust,

A body living through
Whatever life it has
To keep on living through,

A little past the point,
A bit beside the point
Of trying to figure

Retrospective purpose
For all the behaviors
Of that life in context—

There are so many paths
That end in little heaps
Of this is what you did

And these are who you’re with
Now, quietly cornered
As the world carries on.