Note to Self

Note to Self

Note to Self

8/11/15, on returning home to Lake Delaware

 

The maddened world runs

About

Trying to find you, O Self

And, seemingly obtained like a pearl in a dream,

To feed your ferocious

Demands

 

Calling

Your chill, violent and gaping throat

Esteem

And the polished chain of justification

Enlightenment’s golden beam

 

While empires pass

Like a star’s ghostly gleam

On the windblown surface

Of a dark pond

Now here, now bright, now

Gone

 

Waiting

I wait

For even a moment’s brief peek

However long

Beyond your impetuous screen.