Leon Petty
Real
Life has always aspired to comprehend
Maybe that is life’s essential nature
incessantly augmenting its many maws
to better crush the cosmos in its jaws
Brains tremble inside
bushy little heads
They teeter like tiny boats upon
cerebrospinal seas
dependent on the flesh’s
weedy telemetry
to fathom life’s
rabid realities
It is thus by this
they dare to postulate
Deduce and postulate
To postulate perhaps
Abstract means
existing only in thought
or as an idea
not having a physical
or concrete existence
In this context one might ask
at what point can we consider
that anything exists
If our universe is moving
only an instant can muster meaning
Then again where is it going
Quantum logic further proclaims
that atoms are neither here nor there
but if they are here
then they are here
and if they are there
then they are there
and somehow as
the mind must move
this minding gives it meaning
Riddles sing like angels and bray like demons
mocking every movement and frozen form
Particles and waves transmute
along the roads of reeling energy strings
wriggling inside spectral smoky mediums
Electromagnetic fingers transport masses
some black some brilliant
through space bludgeoned streams of time
Physicists herd cryptic lines of hieroglyphs
that are postured to pasture who we are
Yes the mind will journey
Ergo in our fragile flitting lives
among the things that do not have
a physical or concrete existence
only the warmest of abstractions
can attain their substance
Oh Love!!!
I bend to you once more
We might like to brag about
how far we’ve come
from the cilia spinning on a paramecium
but we as small creatures
must abide
living in the microcosm of the heart
The ability to feel
is still the only thing that’s real
