Individual Universes

*****

When I was young I had a friend
Pretension to did not pretend
He was a humble working swain
Who looked and acted very plain
But once you’d known him for a time
He’d allow something sublime
Accidentally slip out
Reminding you what life’s about

He had, he and another dude,
An interesting interlude
On a normal happy day
They’d gone to see some music play —
Talking about it afterward
Each had played the selfsame part,
The way he affirmed in telling me,
Remained for both a Mystery

Without a bit of warning or
Predisposition theretofore
They found that they had traded places
Stood behind each others’ faces
To them both apparent be:
They’d traded bodies suddenly!
Getting past their great surprise
This exper’ience put them wise

To a truth we but suspect
Who scientific’lly reflect
With lofty disapproval, blinking
At what we call “magical thinking”
For by my sooth and by my troth
It happened just the same to both
“It wasn’t curiosity,”
Years later’s what he said to me

“Or wonder or amazement, or
The wish to understand it more —
The feeling motivated me
Much closer to stark panic be
Not because I was afraid
About the concept of the trade
Or anxious once I took a look
In his body I’d be stuck

Later did we both agree:
To hear, to feel, to smell, to see
So absolutely diff’rent were
Much more so than we infer
Diff’rent, diff’rent all around
Each sight, each taste, each smell, each sound
The sensory split so diverse
That instinct strongly urged reverse”

They did reverse successfully
Find back in their own bodies be
Went forth, betimes, to tell the tale
Inquiring minds help truth prevail:
We would save such a lot of fuss
‘Twere understood that each of us
From birth to death lives in, immersed,
An individual universe

*****

The poet/editor of this website is physically disabled, and lives at a fraction of her nation’s poverty level. Contributions may be made at:

https://www.gofundme.com/are-you-a-patron-of-the-arts

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