I trimmed my fingernails this morning.
Perhaps, in another week,
I'll cut my toenails as well.
And last, the hairs that curl
from my nose. The ones, I'm told,
that will continue to grow
long after my death.
I'll smooth the creases
from the linen sheet.
Or, is someone else
supposed to do that?
Sit with me awhile longer
and help me name
these gathering crows.
