the old man and the wholly see

vignette

stretching with the morning's yawn 

my life unfolds before my eyes.

not the entire life one would expect.

there were missing cats and parakeets, notable deaths,

notable sleeping bag incidents, and

notable women worthy of remembrance.

not everything waits for the end of time.

not anymore.

months ago across the hall, two

empty-headed men

were loading a chest of drawers

onto a cart upside down.

all the drawers fell out and the items

in the drawers fell out, too, spilling their guts

of briefs and sox on the hard hallway floor.

I saw this through the all-mighty peep-hole.

but that experience, too, was missing

from my flash of life.

so when the time comes around and your life

unfolds before your eyes in the flash of a wholly see,

don’t expect to be satisfied.