Get Your Bearings
Get your bearings here,
select them from this bin,
little and silver. Confront
their smallness. Roll them
around in your hand, cold,
molecular. Hardware is
everywhere, tucked as
unobtrusively in joints
as grammar in your mother
tongue. Get your bearings,
no, not those, those are
spoken for. By me. My
bearings won’t be much
help to you. What are you
attracted to here, in parts,
I mean, what gets your gears
spinning. Would you look
at your reflection in these,
have you ever seen yourself
look more capable or radiant.