Monday, January 3, 2011

A Black Smudge

in the midst of a run
while staring at a black smudge
wondering how it got there
maybe someone leaned against it while stretching their calf
or maybe someone used the wall to push the treadmill away from it
maybe they were fixing it
or cleaning underneath it
or maybe someone was holding onto the wall as they picked something up that they dropped
leaving that tiny black smudge
that has now tracked two miles for me
and then it hits me:
i did not wish i knew her
that girl who threw herself in front of the train in the first hour of 2011
i just wish i knew.

there are no big alarms
no bells and whistles
the day that perspective comes.

earlier that day, she leaned over and whispered,
"remember this?"
and on her page is written
key to life: don't take it personally.

1 comment:

Carmen said...

i think about that quote all the time.