Anna Laughed Even Though the Correct Answer Eluded Her

It’s only indirectly
That the brain infers patterns
From the world beyond its skull.

On the one hand, no news here.
On the other, consider,
Maligned confabulator,

That the stories you create
Are always comparisons
Making sense of the patterns

Flitting about like a swarm
Of gnats or bats or suitors
Inside that very same skull.

Why should they fit the world well?
They well explain each other.