Swerved from the curb
And the spurned, wet worms
My learning: my dirt
Now, I'm just a germ on this earth
Biking, I'm biking again
It's raining, I'm here
Being late is my gravest fear
No eschatology nor biology
Ever swept these floors
All that philosophising
All for naught, could not lock up the forgotten door
So I'll wash the dishes
Until I see
I leave the sink the way I found it
Shining and empty
As I find me
As I find me