They estimate 151,600 people die worldwide every day. This day.
How many 151,600 awoke, not knowing this is their very last day?
My chances are 1/151,600. Better than lottery odds. Worse than jury duty.
1.8 people die every second. Every tick of the wall clock.
I watch the minute hand stroke away life after life second by second.
And as it is appointed unto men once to die, but after this the judgment;1
It is early afternoon and I am to read my poems
at a Poetry in Plain Sight celebration in an hour.
If I drive one route carefully, shall I miss 1 of today’s 151,600?
If I drive another road as carefully, shall I be 1 plus 151,999?
We read our poetry. Metaphors crashed like cymbals.
After she and I feasted in an Italian restaurant,
garlic pluming out of every pore,
I drove the usual expressway home.
I key these final lines this evening:
Whose appointment is next?”
1 Hebrews 9:27