looking away
looking away
even when i am aware
i miss looking up or out or down
or over at the right time
baseball is so boring for me
because i look away just as something
exciting happens—and there are long
spells between moments of excitement
but worse are the spectaculars
of the night sky i never see as i sleep
or try to peer through fog or rain
as the meteor showers of august
the world is part of something
so much larger that we might know
if we could view beyond ourselves