Gizzard, gulping something
swallowed whole, some once
sworn to tell whole nothing but
whole truth about how hard life is
for really feeble sapiens, earliest
empathy wells in socialization,
love ties, will to cuddle and comfort,
maternal instincts, and what feels like
marketing, trading infant care, unaware
Prometheus and Epimetheus and I were
walking old metheus preceptual pathways
perceiving some future realization made ready,
a place, no question, a point past which already
old friends can reunite in merest just that once,
remember, we paid attention to flowing lava,
along the edge of acetylene blue stage flame,
cutting edge, bleeding molten high carbon steel,
as seen on TV… or in mindless manual labor watch
as seen in Youtube shorts, monetizing your curiosity.
Just a guess, but I believe, fine has a sensible limit.
And enough to be satisfied with is just that little bit better.