Define achievement and success in terms
so basic, banal, and un-spectacular,
in a grey and beige shelter
of business casual beams and
game night girders,
like daddy-daughter day,
or coaching, or concerts,
or buttered noodles and green beans.
Like replacing a cracked windshield,
upgrading my smart phone,
or dinner with an old coworker.
Or trees, trails, and falling April skies
on a lone Sunday.
Comfort in chasing clients, winning trust,
making decisions for everyone stuck,
consulting with those who won’t speak up,
and the priveledge to
be trusted in the role.
Comfort in designing a world that can be sustained,
in holding everyone to account,
Who has been saved, included?
What questions were answered?
What footprints were layed deep
enough to withstand erosion?
What can be called progress?
The uncomfortable answer, the one
that is past the guilt of not enough,
or not yet enough, is