Can you separate
the omelet and the orchid?
The eggs from the open flower?
Did the sudden sharp yap of the dog
send a white light up your spine?
If you don't know if you're up or down,
bottom or top –
I am charmed and strange.
To process such perceptions,
negotiate these pexa et hirsuta,
would you barter Shereshevsky's
haywired brain?
You could recall your life –
more than yesterday –
and integers make interesting friends.
Or would you rather recognize a face,
comprehend a metaphor,
read, perhaps interpret,
the poem that you are?
(First published in Isacoustic, 10 April 2018.)
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