today We heard Ten Utterances from G-d on Mt. Sinai! the ear is a labyrinth leading to the pineal gland. open it up! get enlightened!
The baby’s ear looks like a baby
:curved cartilage seems
a spine in seed;
that faceless lobe —
Except it was more like
a pickpocket’s opposite:
Spy drops we called them
:shoved secrets, in
parks, in the dark.
But those secrets were wanted.
She wasn’t, at first.
A crime, the Party always said
to bring children into this world.
So, guilty, sentenced, here I sit,
spooning her (and the floor) warm gruel
She meditates upon the fallen lumps
(although her stare’s more like a long-unrented room)
And I, upon her ear
Which as yet
is more like
an idea for an ear
:a sea glass question mark,
future perfect of the verb to be