
the arc of our lives
if we could just always see
the distance we’ve come

the arc of our lives
if we could just always see
the distance we’ve come
floaters in my eyes
young eye doctor’s assurance:
“common with old age”
https://www.asrs.org/patients/retinal-diseases/9/posterior-vitreous-detachment

on the edge of sleep so tantalizingly close something wild takes flight

a light through the door
beckoning the awakened
come behold the dawn
