Bauble of a Thought

To calibrate the bauble of a thought –

detect dimensions

in its shimmering translucence –

its imperfect sphere –

to celebrate that thinking comes at all –

that something

like illumination could appear –

this is what you’ve done

a thousand times today –

it is the price of knowing you

are here. Today you thought

you wanted edgy sex –

something to awaken fear –

something to arouse the animal –

the unpredictable, the dangerous –

the range of ominous

complicities your psyche always

is prepared to entertain –

but now your hot hormonal rain

has stopped – the frigid

rain outside has, too –

and all returns to fostering

the sanguine view. Something new

will happen soon to you:

heard, and caught, as if it were

a bird, or ringing of a bell.

You calibrate the bauble

of that thought as well.







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