teeth
what matters?
someone died today.
loss.
fear of losing.
it was good, last week, in conversation
to hear myself saying, "that was when i was sad"
like it was a billion years ago
a childhood memory
formed by it, but so far removed
i have been immeasurably happy
and am
but it occurred to me
that i will not always be
this happy-
that sad will make its round again.
what matters
in a world where people
are lost?
now
happy or sad
matters
maybe.
do not succumb to unfounded fear
do not dwell on if
but make a little
home in now
