I often think of myself (my self?)
as a mad scientist.
Have since I was six or seven.
Mad like passionate and
mad like unknowing ---
The fancy of channeling
energies of curious discoveries
into a kind of shop
an apothecary
where people join me here
is near;
although it seems to me
a shot in the dark
to help someone
or even myself.
I know about some herbs
and spices, and power house foods.
I know about them in the sense
that I've experimented with
and read about, and
lived through them.
And here we are tangled
in webs of factors so complex
so infinitely a mystery
histories unique yet intertwined,
reflexes abound.
I can say this or that
offer options
air spunk,
and then what?
From impulse
or otherwise manifest
as verbal or written spew
to dancing about,
it is... as us be now
this / going along
every way new
the great wide "?"
whether thought so or not
