I'm delighted
to analogize
my mind
to a diamond:
sharp, clear,
and multifaceted—
downright
lustrous, the way it
somehow elicits
all of the breathless
spectacle of living
from within
an array of
interdependent
yet multiple
defectless planes
conjoining.
But then,
when I'm made
to think of it further,
only in the presence
of light
does that happen—
and only
at the hands
of a well-
trained artificer
who plies
every trick of his
trade to these things
over and
over again—
all day long—
for a living.
