If you knew
something,
but you
couldn't do
anything,
did you
really?
*
That rose—over
there is (probably)
a galaxy
of furtive milky white
feathers, gently
nodding
in sympathy
to Newtonian Mechanics.
Over here are planet earth's
most likely
artists and writers in residence,
all getting bored
into—
chewed mechanically
to pieces—
by scores of little syphilitic bacteria.
*
Take these tiny gold insects,
a thousand brain-
dead bees—
too busy (making honey)
for cosmology.
Epiphanies
bore too deep,
the cavities
they made
were too huge
and disrupted
the surface
tension.
Most things
nowadays
are
too profound-
ly simple
to be misunderstood so
spectacularly.
