9/9/2003

His
magnificently oversized hand
faces me
big enough to stand in
if lying flat
preventing me
from going any further
not indefinitely
but for the present
a lesson in patience
I accede to
if not happily.
I seem to suffer
bouts of vertigo
just turning around
these days
before anything
comes into focus
which
no doubt explains
why I keep
bumping my head
on things
that weren't there
a moment before.
I wish
it were easier
to pay attention
to whom and what
matter most
but the tricky
in vogue
has taken me for a spin
and now
I have no choice
but to hang on
until the ride is over.