some days there's grace between things,
some days just awkward space.
today i feel tired of the struggle,
in the small, disconnected, everyday way
and the big view is just beyond me.
it may be the front that's moving in,
feeling oppressive, it's what they do, what they do,
i feel the pressure  like
a latency in my mind,
outside, the pressure growing
between the ground and the sky.