AT HAND

Think of life as taking a bath.

We end up pickled and cold.

Think of gravity as taking a bath:

it’s hard to stand without slipping.

Think of gravity as gravy,

that urge to smother yourself in it.

It’s after dinner and your uncle

has loosened his pants by the light

of the football game on TV.

A vague shame circulates

like a draft. Grab what’s at hand.

Think of professional sports

as a simile: there are so many

teams, they’re so damn likeable.