-A cell phone that won't hold a charge inasmuch so that I can make a call to
obtain road breakdown service to fix the lift-gate of a truck
as it sits flat on the pavement.
-The service technician that cannot find my location until four hours later.
-The sunrise from a parking lot in Yorktown Heights, NY.
-The slow progression of the hours of the day that led to the realization
that I will not do much when I return home as
I am worn and faded from another perfect storm of circumstance.
I am not face down in this water of comparable tranquility, I am simply unapproachable.
-simply unapproachable from within another perfect storm of circumstance-