We call it a virtue—
to seek
new experiences,
coveting the novel
like the wife
of a neighbor.
But never
is the horrible
downside considered—
with each moon's
new waxing,
what's familiar
grows larger,
bolder,
less abstract,
more aggressive-
ly territorial.
Many tryers
who value
the use of their fingers,
or tasters their tongues,
would be
wiser to wane
or at least
remain stuck
where they were.
