76/365

some days,
it just disembogues
from all sides
like a swollen river
or errant fireworks
exploding in your hand.

another to do list.
another shooting.
another free agency signing.

another dinner.
another tv show.
another flair up over the filibuster.

impossible to rank
consume,
or understand.

once you’re already wet
it doesn’t make sense
to search for an umbrella.

you’ll probably make use
of your hand
again—
once the smoke has cleared.