Clean the dust out of the corners of your room,
then look at the balance again.
Do the math inside your head,
then go out and get what you can.
Think about what could be worse.
Grab oranges as if they were the last
gifts on earth.
Think about how warm soup can calm you,
coat your insides like love never seemed to.
Think about how here it feels
like feeling at ease is only for people
who have never counted the quarters in their pockets
to see what they could equal.
Think about how cool a coin feels against your fingertips
and how pleasure can sometimes be felt more acutely
when pain bleeds around it.
Think about joy and how you must
concentrate on finding it.
Carry your bags inside and think about
how you will survive.
Get under the blanket your mother sent you
and listen to the rain hit the trash cans outside.
Think about fear as if it were just garbage
you could throw away like dust cleared out of the corners
of your brain.
Think about balance and if you’ll ever
find it again.