Ponderment - Nov. 15, 2023

there’s a crab in the lobster tank

my nostrils steam the glass

as we eye each other

I tap on the transparency

like I gently would

a stranger’s door

I’d like opened

I knock because

I’ve many questions to ask

in an unfamiliar language

of a creature I don’t know

how’s and why’s

past present family

loneliness life death

so as usual I put myself

questioning myself -

never allowing

I don’t know

for a single answer