E Minor Sonata

Today in the taxi, driving north on 31st Street in Astoria, a bus went through a red light and nearly killed me and my passenger.

Hit with a heavy object, some carrion with wet fur is mis- shapen, red, part-raccoon, and washed in roadlight.

If ever there was wanting, you have found it. If something was lost, let it be discovered. Dusk’s varnish, please swallow the continent whole.

Earlier, my passengers were making out like they were the last people on Earth. Simone Weil said: Attention is the rarest and purest form of generosity.