If they’re orbits then its so-called centre of gravity
isn’t in a similar plane, too raucous variations are
the theme this asymmetrical & unenlightened day
This bustle away for surgery comes less any ‘fey’
instance of panic or pain, as surviving the arrival
of Finn fabulously played havoc with patterning
We’re dealing in events without lien of precedent,
tho there’s ample evidence that never stopped its
straightforward, ungainly & yet precocious march
The scheme’s been written in memory - we await
outcomes we say with resignation - as if passivity
in itself is an answer for something we can’t beat
And so today meanders into tantric orbits of yoga
meditation about what’s meant to be - and leaves
us breathing abetment codes of instead of words
Saying the things we’d durst see - & appendicitis
isn’t one of them per se, altho dreams that come
intrinsically free of agony will always win the day
© 5 May 2019, I. D. Carswell
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