Creation

Try fantasizing about something
That either is or never could be—
Sure, you say, it’s too easy—

I’ve fantasized about all sorts
Of things I knew, I know, never could be.
Alright then, since that’s done,

Let’s stick to the other one. Try
Fantasizing only about something
That is, that you know is, is yours, as is,

Not even momentarily absent, not
Even between times, not some sleep when
You’re tired—sleep when you’re sleeping,

The meal that you’re eating, the sex
That you’re having with someone present,
Not your imaginary flame or some ex,

The poem that you’re composing, song
As you’re still singing it—try fantasizing
What is as it is. Isn’t so easy, is it? Did it.