Sometimes
while you’re sitting petting
one of your
good friends -- pondering,
as usual, beginnings
and their ends,
parsing probabilities,
attempting
to track
trends -- you suddenly get
hungry but
you can’t think what to eat.
Abstraction
you find easy, the concrete
has you beat.
Perhaps you ought to ask
your friend what he would find a treat.
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