My Place in the Universe

I think I am here
to stare carefully at maps,

then get lost at least fifty times a year.
I think I am here

to be suddenly
made aware of the loudness

of a ticking clock,
also to witness, in unexpected places,

glitter,
to hear a lady in heels

walking down a hall.
The universe and I,

we are both expanding our knowledge
of what’s just beyond us.

Me-n-the universe
really not separate after all,

me surely not a subset.
Me, the chairs, all

the couches, every soda can,
every book and eyelash,

all together making a music
no one can hear

on account of the humming exhaust fans,
on account of the humming lights.