peeling an orange is not the same as eating it

fish map the tank and on each pass
a day brings forgetfulness and surprise
something new is discovered again and again

an eager argument on blog comments as infinite as string theory
nomenclature boldly sits in a room flies are circling
confluence at 5 am and the eager argument depletes

within each discourse time is still
and in any event one true thing
time is still what has passed

the abstract is picking what fits
a post [anything] guardian a jigsaw a motive
an opaque a willingness as clear as imagining

many knocking and only the few let in 'dress codes'
when lights flicker 'time please ladies & gentlemen'
they conform and look dishevelled as they leave

flies back circling in a room no epiphany no lone strategy
facts peel the orange which is too bitter to taste
and nomenclature gets boldly flyblown