move through space like atoms untamed,
vibrating, bouncing up and down
without any particular direction at all
and no domain to call their own.
a vortex, a brainwave, a context,
a cyclone of would be, could be, what if,
and then
and yet we are contained within.
safe, remarkably even, almost stable
and content for that split second before
we explode.

for the love of a new world,

ensemble.

we impart nothing,

understand less,

thirst for more

and in the twilight, retreat.

 

where are we?

wondering or not,

wandering in pursuit of happiness.

nothing’s changed

so why does it feel different?

 

this place

a space unrecognizable.

familiar enough to get used to it.

this place

no place you or I belong

but for the sake of it, we accept.

 

eternity an every day thing to navigate

and then the abyss of total recognition.

how we swim to keep up.

how we hope to swim

with or without,

defenseless.

with or without a compass,

with or without

and then….

 

 

 

                                                                                                                                                MM

            11/20/09