The Tragedy of the Quotidian

Reading, writing, shitting.
Close the stall door, pull out the sanitary guard, sit down.
Reading, writing, shitting.


The radio, the paper thrown out of a truck with its headlights on
driving slowly down the street in the dark, the computer screen,
the newstand,the cable news program -- all of these people trying
to tell us what is happening.

Eat, sleep, drive, lock the door.