Late Foundations
On learning to watch the world happen
But a foundation is forming— late.
Late—yet foundations hold.
As ruins, they still hold.
When the earth forgets
what stood on its face,
foundations endure
to remember the first disgrace.
They have borne truth,
and the afterfires
that arrived and charred—
without sorry.
What they learned
was how to watch the world happen.
And at the next dawning,
none loved the world
more than they.
Lacrimal rills
gather at the chin,
marry—
one current,
over the clavicle,
down to the heart.
how true
we are.