dog barking.
car door shuts.
no footsteps.
To be everywhere
without moving
is some kind of renaissance
or maybe
it is a hiding
that allows distraction
and fear
to parade as education.
When the clock refuses to stop
and the sun shifts just enough
into a bustling sky
one must forfeit the retreat
and walk
(though trepidation spurs the coil)
with head up into the day.
Remembering Everything
in moments warranting attention
causes the coyote to whimper before lunging
and the prey to smile
before the escape.