INSIDE

Inside what?
An outside!
Which is itself within
a larger/smaller other
- one or the other…shell, brink, edge
and evermore shall be so, was so
O beloved.

Delving into innards
cores, roots, sources
to dimensions stacked like onion rings;
or extending horizontally
(which implies beginnings, ends)
and reaching for stars, gods, heavens
upper, outer infinities
to the meaning and essence
of Mind, Words, Stuff.

Then flop,plop!
switched beyond the skin of
perspectives and periphery
Into the worlds of mindlessness,
The void. Non-being.

The human sense of singularity,
the bio-digital, self-centricity
so overwhelms, incapacitates
that all he/she can do
is continue burrowing, pressing buttons
pushing luck.

God thought -
having plenty of Time and Space
to hand:
endless dossiers of data and options:
whatabout hubris?
A universe unravelable
by curiosity, folly, pigheadedness.
A creature whose sense of sense
Is, um, fairly senseless.

The only mercy, fortuity
was a tiny seed called love
snuck in alongside the glut of data
blueprints and arithmetic
- if, perchance, they found it.