Winged Comprehension
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Conjecturing in an obsessive way about what we can never understand, wastes the time we may use to understand ourselves.
Inside its tiny brain,
does it think?
"I'm a cargo plane."
Or does it
imagine acrobatic feats?
Does it hear
its wings sound zooms?
As it flies across a room.
Imagining,
“I have flown
to the moon!”
Likely though,
there is no thought.
Mercifully when
in a spider’s web,
CAUGHT!
Copyright © Kieran Pavlick | Year Posted 2018
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