Consolation
In the dream I console someone with this phrase: Remember, nothing
is permanent, even life. I stole this sentence from a clerk at Target
one evening last December when each register had a line of gift-
seeking humans. Has it been crazy, I asked it with sympathy because
maybe I could help by using a nice voice.
Yes, but it’s ok, the cashier told me, and then, without intensity, Nothing
is permanent. Even life.
It was funny in one of my favorite ways for things to be funny,
in that it was cousins with sadness.
"cousins with sadness."
ReplyDeleteOh that is so good.
And this piece is a rarity, a first-person poem from you!