There’s a quality, that means to be
an endorsement, that’s speaking for us.
It is not shallow. It continues because
it’s tired of our sitting. It’s tired of the way
a year says it’s a year, in that kind of
generosity a year proclaims as a wash,
as a way to say, that’s it, sleep now
if you’re really as tormented as time allows.
Meanwhile, there’s naturalness and the merciful.
A column of happiness shaped like anyone
who’s undeniable to the feeling of something
that I might call this upright beginning.
I want what amounts to an understanding.
The out of the way, the nothing we turn to.