When opposed by the gods and a badly built wall
laugh at the total stupidity of it all.
When fate interferes with your arrival
remember how crooked all arrival is,
how yours means less than hers or his
who cannot arrive now or ever,
a profound, inscrutable event having buried them forever.
Stupidity will let you off the hook. Chuckle
at the stupidity of hair, crotch, knuckle,
anxiety over stupidity (or nothing) felt
by numerous followers with no will—
who are going in the wrong direction—
while abusing their health—
and are hopeful of arriving still.