86. Al-Muqsit – Foundation

Suggests just, equitable --- “Only dull people 
are brilliant at breakfast” Oscar Wilde 

Connected in Death

I have two sons;
two hands, two feet,
engaged in driving
of my car
and, when the starter motor jammed,
I used each hand and foot
- and teenage boy – for hard pushing;
crunching a little bump-start.

The engine fired and a few of us
had cranked a change, a difference,
but, later, when that car was canned,
my sons grew quiet and sad
(we’d had it thirteen years)
and now we are alone, askance,
standing near a coffin, shaking hands,
nostalgic, aching, flattened; true at last.

Hotel Breakfast

a hubbub,

smooth hum,

in a ballroom

- yum, yum!

Across these tables

travel-stories

told, retold,

revise and hurry.

And, if I listen to

fifty different voices go

loudly out - in time and space

from each their separate place,

I - (just) - can sense:

I am.