The Writer's Almanac from American Public Media:

"Poem: 'Despond,' by Jim Harrison.

At midnight in his living room a man
is angry at a fly that is bothering him.
How can this be?

A man is angry at things
that never happened
and never will happen.

He's angry at the woman he'll never meet
because she refuses to meet him
because, not existing herself,
she has no idea that he exists.

He's frying potatoes that don't exist
at sunset. The frying pan is a black sun
and out the window in the gathering dark
the ocean looks so heavy that it might fall
through the earth and join another ocean.

At dawn he wakes. There's a fly in the room
but perhaps it's a miniature bird. Magnified,
the sound is the basso rumbling of the universe
the peculiar music galaxies make when they fray
against each other. He sleeps again, his hand
on his dog's heart which says don't be angry.
She senses the steps of the last dance saved for us "