Wednesday, May 3, 2017

DAWNING

It's possible—you're
someone
really special

without
even trying, without
even knowing.

It's possible—that
when
you're asleep,

your quivering, secreted
eyes just keep
seeing things;

that the faintest outlines
of webbed
veins and capillaries

threading throughout
your paper-
thin lids

might become
the same
giant super-clusters

which weave together
vast regions
of deep space—

and that, one day,
you'll get to see
your great-

great-great-
great
grandchildren

finally
coming to visit.
It's possible—

that this
little phenomenon
is quite common,

while simultaneously—
extremely far
from normal.