Oh well

Photo by Angela Buttafoco on Unsplash

“Well, I must decide. All right. I’ll go.”

A moment like this, when no-one is watching
only seems to stroll in without burden, no
public account of what you’ve already counted
against yourself and others, yet you must act.

We trouble ourselves to keep the world sane,
make it vibrate by tapping a foot unawares,
rattle the silverware until someone scowls.

It is not like the color red or the smell
of coffee or even what you thought about
the black marble sculpture you stopped to
look at in the airport when you wanted
to scream with joy but didn’t.

There is no stillness here. Will  you take a
knee and listen? put your pitter-pattered
ear to the ground?

When you decide to make a move it is
only a decision, there must be more.
And when you move and make your revisions
do not turn to me and say, oh well.

You have changed the world.