The World’s at the End

These little rooms really should
Have their entrances reversed,
Or at least made optional.

Sometimes, you should meander
First around what’s finished last.
The world took a while to build,

Miniature as it was.
Start out where it has a sense
Of being already whole,

A kind of a place at least,
A distinct occupation.
This was where the first line meant

To arrive—at a sunny
Table gathering people
Around a family meal.

See? Now you can start from here,
Shared dishes and shared complaints
About the take-out Tex-Mex.