Preparations

I have been warned

of an imminent surprise:

Eschewing, I suppose, the surprise

portion of the surprise.

Inevitability. Running into

a sudden pillar of sunrise,

turned into a pillar of sunlight.

I am ready I will be radiant.

The burden of yes falls on me.

There is no scale for this,

too heavy for frail numbers.

Just a jagged stethoscope

to hear faraway earthquakes.

They've gone on as long as I can remember.

You warned me now I'll warn you:

Carrying warm blankets

will not grant you amnesty

from the spears of a tribal heart.