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"Incident"

I look across the table and think
(fiery with love)
Ask me, go on, ask me
to do something impossible,
something freakishly useless,
something unimaginable and inimitable

Like making a finger break into blossom
or walking for half an hour in twenty minutes
or remembering tomorrow.

I will you to ask it.
But all you say is
Will you give me a cigarette?
And I smile and,
returning to the marvelous world
of possibility
I give you one
with a hand that trembles
with a human trembling.

~Norman MacCaig

blog_us

i usually use this blog to log new giant events in my life.
yesterday's event didn't seem so big and giant to me until it arrived

my brand new chevy:

nako

there was a cat
who had a spat
with my hand

and when that cat
stopped dashing around like that
i missed her and missed her and missed her

no, this is not supposed to be a poem