CIRCUMFERENCE OF INQUIRY

Circumference of inquiry
By james a. galgano

Get it. Got it. Good!
Maybe this is the way it should be
If not, then soon certainly
When all information has been ingested
Allowed to fester then percolate as brew.
Quenching an endless thirst for more
Then once digested as palatable stew.
Devoured as if famished of what we adore.
As it slowly flows down esophagus invested
With all hope willfully implored with certainty
That beyond all doubt this is the way it must be
Delicately delivered into each limb and gland
Anticipating some profound revelation once ignored
As if once upon a time some ox has been gored.
In sacrifice as if to remedy or by chance renew
All elusive dreams by mere circumstance reflected.
Upon familiar broken mirror before which we stand
Much too often impatiently to gather what we once knew
To be true yet escaped our every barren bone of contention.
Without further mention we await answers as if food
To satisfy our often now obvious conjecture echoed aloud.
Get it. Got it. Good!