Vermont

	Nothing is the same thing twice
	Which doesn't mean two things the same are not
	Is this just coincidence
	That the horn got stuck at just that junction
	And woke the drunk in time?
	In time but no longer resume themselves
	The hush around him rising to a pitch
	And the voice said soothingly
	I been born and died
	Been born and died many times
	She does not remember
	She does not remember
	Flooring into all this flux
	What river?
	Not even what it resembles