A Little Extra
Do things big and make them with your hands
I just try to watch mine–
As they stumble through air,
as they mistake distance and place weight where they shouldn’t,
let them explore architecture, space and
reflect the clatter of my teeth in the cold quakes or watch them as they fill with blood and heat, how rage escapes
in time to form two fists…
Then just how easy it all subsides. So easy.
These hands do the things I wish I could too.
"How remarkable you are!" I tell them, quietly.
"How you, unlike all of it, unlike time or the trodden path of human- kind or the curve behind or even the infrastructure of my mind, how you change."
