Marbles

the gatekeeper lays out marbles,

 

twice white and thrice black,

 

and this kind of Charon that obsesses

over marbles more than coins

asks which one is right,

 

two to five, two to three,

three to five, three to two,

choice first and choice second,

choice first and choice third,

choice first and choice fourth,

choice second and choice third,

choice second and choice fourth,

choice third and choice fourth,

first, second and third,

first, second and fourth,

first, third and fourth,

second, third and fourth

or all of the above

 

the observers balks and

squawks like an angry bird,

what are you asking or

are you even asking anything,

and the gatekeeper

re-animates itself into

the visage of Rush

and then Rachel

and then Chris

and then some

other talking heads

and then finally into

Socrates or

something like it,

 

the information is only

what the information is,

it says much and yet

says nothing, you

see black and white

and shape and number

and other characteristics

called basic but the

inferences and the

implications for

you and everybody

else to see and

comprehend are

there and are largely

irrelevant because

human perception

sees gray and

makes gray,

 

and then everything

became a thick gray,

storm-cloud, steel,

almost green gray,

like a whiskey vision

where the sour is a

bit on the thick side,

 

what's the question,

the gatekeeper asks,

 

there isn't one when

the imperfect species

can't see at all

 

we could be seeing

gray aliens with

gemstone eyes,

 

two to five,

three to five,

two to three,

three to two,

 

the answers are all

correct and so are

all the questions,

 

marbles are lost

and

marbles are found,

 

marbles are smooth

and

marbles are round,

 

marbles are in the

bag and in our heads,

and it may explain

all the empty space

in the human

dome of chrome

Reviews

[Hayley]

Incredible message, flow, and phrasing. I always appreciate your talent, but wow. This is full of wisdom about the human perception, how we analyze, fail to realize as an effect. Damn I wish I could write like you!

[Kenneth The Poet]

Thank you, Hayley. Glad you like it and I very glad for your review.