the urge to question
impossiblities
comes strongly to me
now...

i stare into the water glass
wondering how the water
feels about it's temporary
confinment....

i wonder what cats dream
about....and if they think us sane....

i wonder in the male praying
mantis goes willingly, or unknowingly, to his orgiastic
death.

i wonder why i spend time
wondering why.

i wonder whether the fountain head anticipates
the freedom of the see...

i wonder if the echinda's rattling spines keep with
awake when trying to nap.

i wonder why, you chose me.....