Ingesting Wisdom

may I never be as rich today
as treasuring the memory; it
is an affluence of elegance
which sets you free of
commonplace constraint

you see the chance as infinite
no boundaries to break an office
limitation set in words expressed
by sergeant power – and always,
your mind’s set free

incidents regress to mute and 
beads of sweat I’d lick 
ingesting wisdom that was
never there – you’ve proved
my esoteric origins

I am amazed how easily you
dress a mundane happenstance
as less accoutred than a
vision of the clothing we
aspired to wear
© 3 October 2010, I. D. Carswell