Pole Dancers

With or with out

part of: SphinxWorld

by Teresa Dunyati-Long

every moment that passes is precious, cut pure and
sharp as
diamonds thru which a haze blurs my
thoughts at rampant random, that’s right
that righteous hunk of blazing attention soaring
all through my mind, noting things as they
sort themselves out into categories
which I have dictated to them,
thus
do they follow and pachinko down their
approval or disapproval where categorizations exist
inventing appropriate new ones when there are no matches.
Thus, I do command myself,
and have commands for one alive,
me
alone.