Memory, tail of a primeval beast

 It is as if    It’s not enough   

 
 
The babbling brook of the fish tank in the kitchen      That’s enough
Dreaming fish      who do not know they are enough      and are enough
Is enough      The eleven sixteen on the clock      of Thursday night     enough
After blueberries have fallen in the street      the size of hail
 
Not enough the young woman who asked twice     to see my fruit trees
Not enough     those fruit trees a year away    from fruit    not enough    a chat
With Gabriela    on a screen by the Mediterranean     Definitely not enough     to lay
Naked in a bed of human sheets     with storm drips      the tap and groan of drains
 
Note the sound of each bubble rising     with the deep fish    See how moonlight
Coats color upon them    Enough light    floods the kitchen floor
Pouring a little wine across the evening floor    A percentage enough
To share    if my children      my girlfriend      and friends    were here
 
Let’s concede the condor is enough     The pepper and salt    together, enough
Probably neuroscience is enough     Enough for now of climate change
Looking up at a blackened sky that pops with beams of stars    so we are told
Will always be sufficient to be the way     it is
 
And it may just be enough     to swallow the wine     bitter, but loud      
As memory     tail of the primeval beast     loneliness     that haunts present
With past     that is as acrid as it is empty    as the fish floating in still motion
To the time honored horn     of the urban train