Ordinary Details

Teeth turned to grit, little pebbles
flat stones on a tongue beach covered in spit
like the foam of the tide ebbing
leaving little jelly fish and broken shells behind.

A finger of land, an asparagus Higgins Boat
met the chip chip of bile gunning, built up
fomenting, viscous flow, like Pinatubo,
crater filled with molten earth, hissing hate.

Dinner gave ample evidence
that attention to ordinary details
forestalls predictable failures.


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