Everlasting is comrade to this moment's flash; glance away, it's another day, you've lost one chance but here's another,
some cash, a sublet by the water; all this bother moving place to place, shifting syntax, anxiety attacks, the fights
and late-night make-ups, disgrace, mercy in the friend's face may make rich recollection lying on the deathbed or
seconds after a head-bonk ends it and from eternity's cracked-open lid that first pet the vet injected
while you held a paw and wept bounds forth as if from your own chest to greet you.
—Dean Young, from "This Evening from Far Away," Fall Higher












