now that you have your MBA

 

Management is the issue, mastering

iconography: tools, technique, and time,

clarified crystals (all order and space)

have gelled; regiments are squarely aligned

around wilder seeds. What next? (And what for?)

Endless details are the atoms of life,

listing may be useful, or not. Depends.

When contingencies -- the traps and trifles --

zap us upside the head, it's then that friends

enter in, and for better or for worse

lower the pitch and raise complication.

No longer straitened, existence grows more

eidetic -- our spiraled information

revolves around the unreported core.

 

 

© Michael Fleming

Berkeley, California

October 1989

 

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