WHATEVER IT IS OR ISN'T ANYMORE

it
could
be
almost
anything
now
the
morning
clank
of
a
plate
my
neighbor
shutting
the
door
I
sweat
from
strange
places,
thinking
of
fish
the
tragedy
of
the
fish
that
dreamlike
calmness
of
anything
that
endures
the
leaves
turning
again
the
kids
going
back
to
school
and
you
see
something
has
already
risen
up
again
something
perfectly
not
quite
and
I
don't
want
it
to
be
I've
never
needed
anything
to
be
too
much
of
anything
and
whether
it
works
or
not
doesn't
even
matter
I
could
care
less
this
thing
or
the
next
whatever
it
is
or
isn't
anymore