Uncertainty

Go out of your house before you go to the bedroom

Go out the door and into the night

Walk past the parked car walk past the neighbors'

Walk past the darkened corner where seeing nothing

The wild air says goodnight

Alone and never showing

At the edge of streetlight light

With one foot in the cold air

The death and delight of not knowing

Where your certainty comes from

Half of your body is hidden from sight

Your eyes have finished adjusting

And still you're surrounded by an ocean of black

There are sounds now from all sides

Go back to your house and go into the bedroom

Go to bed having smelled the night

This is how uncertainty holds us

On the street in the wind in a blanket in the snow

Saying don't get used to it

Saying don't get used to it