The Marvel of Sight Becomes More Wonderful Than Whatever is Seen

1. The thirst

I need

I am

Without it

A child’s thickened frontopolar cortex

A screen flicker

A shrunken plant cell

Yet

When the truck plays

Pop! Goes the Weasel

I submit my thirst to be

Overwritten

2. When you change plans

I am seven again

Dragging art books along the concrete

When my ride never shows

I want to tell you you are a broken phone tree

But I wait

Truth is

I’m grateful for your self

Awareness

3. You can fall asleep during meditation

There is no timeline for when the thoughts

Arise

Will no longer

Drain you

But one day

Tiredness

Will be another state of energy

4. I think the thought,

“I am not thinking anything”

It is the closest I have been

To still water

I pace between a hospice bedside

And the neighbor’s casserole

Tomorrow

I find out the knot in my lungs

Is a bouncy ball

And I jump around

5. I fear there’s no point to

Any of this

No bounds leapt

Worth

Leaving the dishes in the sink

Acceptance is stasis

Right

Except now

I did not notice the dishwater gray

Nor the wafting tulip breeze of an

Open

Kitchen window

I did not see you come in or leave

The room

I will keep

Looking