All Things Connected Loosely By a Letter (poem)

All Things Connected Loosely By a Letter

“Good intentions would have produced better results”

You haven’t even that to console you

And shown the door

A bubble has popped from the brain jar

Ferreting in his library for the memory

All things connected loosely by a letter

or the signifier of a color

he walks his littered streets

He wishes to put himself in the right

But the years unmistakably

Bearing the weight of an ice age

break the hold

He believed his friends would speak

Instead, the story tells itself

He finds himself

measured as he was told

by consequences

We have no light other than the sun

No light to shed on all that we’ve done wrong

But we please our sense of order

in laying out the wreckage

In this recreation see

your human need to tidy margins

Nudge randomness into symmetry

The exposed knife-edge of metal

torn from the body

glints like a diamond

And he is tempted

to add one jot to the weight

He will keep his distance

All Things

You’ve Lost Me

(2015, Stephanie Foster)