at last

moments like meals
planned
consumed
digested
ready for
movement

so much emotion
confusion
aggression
and contemplation
rearranged
and soiled:
slate smeared

beauty lies
in the margins
the footnotes
of the day

the drink kicked
over
purple
goosebumps and
hair raised while
smiling
wheelchair
that was not there
earrings
donated and
taken out for the
occasion
on the spot
the cool air
the dinner
hot

all of it
was
nothing more
than what it was

then

that's all
anyone of
us
can expect

moment
to
moment

time's
infinite
gift