Have you seen what you need to see?
No. Because you haven’t seen me.
Astronomers will tell you what revolves around what,
And if the center is expanding outward,
Or if “outward” is the proper word,
Or if contraction, not expansion is occurring,
But science, valient foe of the absurd,
Finally fails, eluding our understanding,
As the moon’s shadow stares into the confused sun.
So it’s better that you overcome your fears of me
And see what you need to see.
I, of course, will not be posing and just standing around.
I’ll be integrating the formulae of Renaissance art with sound.
But I’ve made poetry before, and each time it was the same.
A word or two. And then your name.
