Is an icicle a thing?
Or just a consensus
like a chair
or a duck
or the concept of love
When does a raindrop end
and a puddle begin?
A moment’s not even a thing
A moment is once
at most
It’s not a muffin in the freezer
to be saved and thawed
for Tuesday’s breakfast
There’s no hallway diorama
of every scene
listed on the menu of the DVD
It’s all perspectives
Every angle bespoke
The waveform collapses
but what’s in the middle?
Nougat?
A frog?
A square circle?
The end of all things?
Everything’s subjective
to a point:
specifically, the icicle
poking you in the consensus
of your eye
