benevolent manipulance

(keystrokes
lethargy
and
Saturday
afternoons

almost
a year ago
the first/last experiment
(not of my design)
taught me:

it is possible to know
meaning only in its passing.

it is a matter of trust,
of rearranging the things
we think we know into a circle

and

allowing the space in the center
the whole in the middle
to guide us
where

we already are

the pygmied cancer of longing)