—A sunlit lot. Clear-cut.
                Slash smoulders. Crabs of a beer-
colored grass. A torn-up midden heap,

Stately, green-shuttered, midwestern
In its space of grass. The House;
But beyond this, weeds in the buckling tar.

On the pitched rooftop, that one can give
No more mind to the things in the house.
Below in the dim room, that one can see

Death will come and have your eyes.
This one, the one who abides
morning to night, the deaf one,

They sought to erect a universe upon self-evident truths and decided that if the divine light showed through their handiwork they would neither help it nor hinder it. What was created was a more complex sense of awareness in which epistemological doubt gave way to tailwinds of laughter, the strangeness of things to the consolations of philosophy, the bottom lines to butterflies chasing little dragons.

The size of the human brain
increased from the apelike
capacity of 500 cubic centimeters

it would take 10,000
monkeys 150 years
to achieve one “it would.”

Every second,
the average person

An ancient Babylonian, lost in the
pages of unwritten history books, was

The philosophical pickle ponders
both that which is, and that which
might be “beyond the barrel,” as