Vermont

Nothing is the same thing twice
Which doesn't mean two things the same are not
Is this just coincidence
That the horn got stuck at just that junction
And woke the drunk in time?

In time but no longer resume themselves
The hush around him rising to a pitch
And the voice said soothingly
I been born and died
Been born and died many times

She does not remember

She does not remember
Flooring into all this flux
What river?
Not even what it resembles