The Untortured Writers

We could tell you
this morning we saw
something profound
on the subway
a Thing of Great Significance
in the gray frozen
sky
or a man with no arms
and how we felt
helpless

We could tell you
it’s 11:23
we’re on
our second
non-fat mocha latte
we’re warm
pretty
content with ourselves
and dying
for some
severed ligaments