Certainty

it is not the radio blaring
from each room visited when
cleaning in the morning, or the news
you manage to talk over

nor your steadfast refusal to
entertain other ways of doing things –
in the end you get things done
by your own devise anyway

so it must be the self-contained
belief there is no need
to keep an ear to the wilderness
or to test other hypotheses

you orbit discretely on a level plane
in three dimensional space
so I cannot disagree
'tho I curse such potent certainty...
© 12 November 2008, I. D. Carswell