TOPOLOGY

Between this point and that
lies a vast uncharted space
noted on every cartographers chart.
If you ask how this
could be possible I reply
it’s like listening to silence
and hearing each sound
deeply embedded in the one
next to it, a glissando of
what exactly? Uncertainty?
That is the whole point
in the final analysis, for
between that point and this one
everything exists in one place.

UN4SEEN

Next week, somewhere,
something will happen.
Several people will say
they foresaw it,
others will be equally
certain it was
entirely unpredictable.
The truth, of course,
will be elusive
allowing everyone
the certainty of uncertainty.
It would be so much
easier if nothing happened
but things never happen
according to anyone’s
overly simple plans.

Q AND A: SOMEWHERE

Somewhere deep within
complete uncertainty
lies the answer to the question
we are reluctant or
unwilling to ask.
The only problem
is that in peeling back
the fear and trepidation
we risk reopening wounds
we have long forgotten,
that are scarred over.
Is it the answer we fear
or the question, or
the inability to decide which?