Concerning Matters Gray

Concerning Matters Gray

The entrance to the maze
that holds the answers
to your questions,
if they’re the questions
I ask myself every waking day,
does not exist, unless you’re willing
to take what I say at face value,
considering this response comes
from the very maze you must enter.

Cup my face in your hands
and place your fingertips
against my temples, pressing
inward on both sides, simultaneously.
A brief whirring sound will commence
as my eyes glaze over.
Smack my forehead three times
with the heel of either hand
to reveal a hairline opening
at my hairline. Imagine that.

Firmly grasping a handful of hair,
lift the top of my skull to reveal
the very maze you must enter
to answer your question,
assuming it’s the same question
I ask myself every waking day.
Which do I put on first, slacks or socks?

Aren’t you glad you asked?

I wrote this last week for Meeting the Bar ~ On Nonsense, Narrative and Neologisms at dVerse ~ Poets Pub. Although it definitely is a bit of nonsense, I decided to hang on to it. Instead, I’ll share it with OpenLinkNight LIVE.

Oh, and if you have the opportunity to follow these instructions, pass. It’s a pretty scary place in there.

Image source: Adobe

42 thoughts on “Concerning Matters Gray

  1. Delightful! Tempting … not expecting the actual question that you close with. Perhaps that will become a question? Perhaps I should start of list of Q&A to keep posted near the closet? And another sign somewhere to point me to the closet?

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