cross-wired

the morality of it doesn’t enter in to any of this

we can hold two mutually contradictory ideas
in mind at the same time

fritillary
herbaceous
& compromised as a corpus callosum
that no longer holds
a mind together

cross-wired and twisted beyond reproach
a mother shakes her baby ‘til it passes
out

by proxy
in the flesh
or via smite of gilgamesh

we may as well drown
in the euphrates
tomorrow or 5000 years ago

we all make our way into shadows

This is Fall, at 5:55 p.m., on 10/23/2020. Jamaica Plain, MA. (23/31)

“Our life is not only short, but our knowledge of it severely limited… our consciousness is a momentary flicker in the midst of night…”

— Arthur Schopenhauer / Parerga and Paralipomena