How to Be Deep When Your Life Is Pretty Okay
It is not easy to write about
granola bars and ripe bananas,
the ineffable angst of losing
an expensive cell phone, addiction
to organic lip gloss and hand cream.
There is little gravitas in sushi
despite an allergy to avocado,
and cats simply expect to be fed.
Even so there is time for thought
while driving on highways perpetually
being constructed and reconstructed,
as lane closures coax people closer together,
an ibis delicately picks its way between
giant piles of dirt, an excavator
rumbles as it passes, dig, dig, dig
and see what is unearthed.