Spirit Wanders Off

To daydream on the difference
Between what’s from inside the head
And what comes from outside the head

That once inside the head becomes
Enmeshed with what’s already there,
Your best guess at reality.

But no punitive bureaucrat
Created the difference here
Between these constrained conditions

And the loftier perceptions
Arising. This kind of daydream
Is a quarrel. Bodily aches

Constrain the conditions, punish
Thoughts that try to settle on calm,
Want to find something beautiful

In the huge bats hunting soft moths
By the desert’s distant sky lights
To the strummed applause of crickets.