at least

sometimes
maybe we can make
a silk purse from a sow’s ear.
sometimes we have to at least
try
because the alternative is
unfathomable,
unbearable.

it’s
resourcefulness
and
resiliency,
this spirit of
making do
of
mending
of
carrying on.
it’s creativity.
it’s mettle.

and in the end
it may not be
silk,
but it’s still
a little pocket
into which we
slip
the important
things,
nuggets
we
need to carry around
and keep close
for at least
a little while.