In ending the whole notion of
permanence presents fresh
dilemmas; an ‘if it is there
tomorrow it’s probably real’
sense of shaken confidence
survives where solidity was
once so enduring in the
mind’s manic games
If you think it is that way,
it is, you used to say and it
was for at least as long as
you held the thought; ‘the
World must have changed
as I slept’ explains why you
think you felt completely
different on waking
Hold onto the thought –
you’ve paid handsomely
for a dilemma you now
own outright, complete
with lifetime warranty and
unlimited on-site repairs
absolutely guaranteed to
keep you wondering...
© 3 October 2009, I. D. Carswell
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is a comfort that someone thinks so long and so well! Cal