Dense Forms of Communication

Happiness, anger, control—
Those creative emotions
That fuel our best solutions,

Amusement parks for phrases,
Poems, and even narratives,
At least for a few pages,

They’re the myths that make the myths,
Coral polyp excretions
That become the secretions

Upon which culture
Builds its edifice,
Its reefs, its ecosystems.

But we’re not gaining control,
Dear. Control gains us. It’s weird.