In the first month somebody put a hand on my bar
and took two plates off it without asking.

I have thought about that man twice a year for fifteen years.
I have never learned his name.

He was not being kind. He was closing up,
and I was standing between him and the light switch.

Half of what I am was installed by someone
who was thinking about something else at the time.

The Book of the King — Arrival 43:3