of course we had to listen
as children we needed food love
domestication and to learn
about this place we lived in
cut chiseled and shaped
we grew until finally
on our own knew we
had to face the riddle alone
what to do where to go
in this world one small jig-
sawed piece of a giant puzzle
looking for a space to fit
I never found mine
no passionate snap into a gap
where a life or career
became instantly clear
so I ended up a floater
an unfitted fragment
there’re lots of us strewn
around the edge of the table
that get up and move
around occasionally
half-heartedly wondering
at our age
how we would handle
the shock of a perfect fit
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