Bending Over The Bathtub While Thinking
Brain I am in touch with you.
You are the You-niverse,
A You-knowverse which knows you back:
Back, front, and sideways.
Staring;
Nothing going on ‘upstairs’.
As I become aware of staring
Where there’s nothing’s going on,
Transformation in a second.
Change within, inside the mind.
I bind myself to it: it’s beckoned.
It: the flashing nano-minute.
Standing up and going out,
Picking up a tome I’m
Reading, I resume
The all-plebeian ordinary daytime.
Bending Over The Bathtub 6.19.2012
Circling Round Baths II; To The Child Mystic II;
Revelations Big & Small;
Arlene Corwin
Arlene Corwin Poetry 