Tuesday, November 8, 2011

The Thing, Today, That I Forgot About

Today I’m almost sure
I saw and caught
a speeding fragment

of the blasted paradigm
of human thought: something
burned my palm as it shot

through my skin to find my heart
to lodge like ice within it –
crystalline, impermeable –

yet impermanent: I barely
felt it melt into the flood of me –
so imperceptibly that it became

the thing, today, that I forgot
about. Tonight, now,
I suspect I recollect it

but I can’t be certain. I wonder
if it’s germinating somewhere
in my psychic dirt and grows

and sprouts as some
dark seed of doubt.
Or maybe I just peed it out.


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