Every once in a while
when you pull out
headphones from your ears
look past your screen
you see the person you love
playing in a nearby field with a thousand smiling planets
all in flower.
Even Kepler never dreamed of this.
Today, I saw a flailing angel stop his decent
despite the phantom pain where his wings used to be
with his hand rescue an earthworm from the asphalt
toss it on fresh dirt. He’ll be okay.