Calamity

You have the improbable habit
of disaster: how
you will run into a wall
only to fall upward into a wall of air,
only to drop gracelessly
into a wall of water,
only to stand still and watch
a wall topple onto the wall
you are building.

I imagine one day you will tell
your children of a life
full and beautiful and elderly
in your absence.

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