Wednesday, June 30, 2021

MENTALITY

Do not think 
of changing your mind 

regarding 
where we should meet 

or what you want 
to eat

as capricious 
or easy; think of it 

as practice—
greasing the groove

for the one 
indestructible, 

changeless move
to come.

*

Although 
no neuron touches—

but shouts  
only "yes/no!" 
to—its neighbors, 

somehow, 
together, they dream 

of a point man
who speaks for them, 

who listens, posits, 
then explains 
the mechanism

of their uncanny 
existence.

*

My mind is like 
the crowns 
of these trees 

which are proud, 
symmetrical, 

dense with leaves—
but which 
nevertheless allow

the wind 
(feral, inconsiderate

old friend 
that it is)
to holler through 

and rend them 
from their 
sycophantic branches 

any old time 
it pleases.