Read a poem by another poet written
on the same day:

insurance

eye injury in night or dream or illness
a burnt room being tidied in preparation
doing the dishes & a dog a patch of sunlight
with a path running through it

unwillingly sick & couldn't rouse myself.
spinning into a cramped night & couldn't
represent myself. slumping into an abandoned
railtunnel and couldn't regret myself. sent
word ahead but the delay was an inconvenience.
there was cake.