for a moment you may
miss the first time
you fell for the line
that truly moved you
or the images
that stayed with you:
the dog with the look
(you know the look)
a family of geese
long in the intersection
children bouncing
the ball off the chirping car
lines of ants parading
into pillars of rusted dust
you see it a different way
because you see the world
is a little smaller each day
that there are a few less lines
left in the black ribbon
that dries too easily
in the drafts
through the window pane
ideas on the sidewalks
