I won’t presume here,
to have some answer
although I received a sign – you have received a sign.
this one turn around a corner of concrete
and I had to stop and the obviousness and the beauty of it.
On the sidewalk it said ‘signals’ which means nothing, but I made
up a story that I told myself enough times to make it matter.
A friend called me and I called back. She had been away, and I had been away
although I hadn’t moved. It was my mind and not my heart that was away.
And still, in spite of knowing that, through and through, I did this:
“well”, I thought, which is what I do,
but the moment called for a moment,
for my heart, for hers, my friend,
And neither one of us showed up.