Dominoes

When I wake up, I am not the same.
My body is aged one day older
Another domino lined up against me
Stacked for the end
But what form will your end take?
It all adds up to a few seconds
Diamond, zig-zag, circle…
I really couldn’t tell you what it looks like
Til it’s done
But I can promise that each tile that passes through my fingers
And each one that stands is grace-full;
It’s the precipitous edge between insane and miraculous.
One more tile
Standing
So I smile.