The 

Hoarder 

Koan

You cannot solve me 

with your mind.

Nor have I 

any interest 

in being solved. 

My motto:

I will make everything mine.

I am ouroboros,

able to swallow

myself whole.

This is how

I keep my life

in place. 

I am Sphinx,

inscrutable God 

in perpetual hold.

I am koan.

You cannot fathom me.

Beneath and inside,

within and without;

my radius

is a burial ground 

for unearthed treasure.

I measure myself

by antiquities,

regardless of my trail

of unexceptional 

artifacts.

I need my sleep

to desire so much.

But I do

not sleep.

I am too hungry for

my next 

acquisition.

On the surface 

I appear as two orbs

but there is 

so much more 

to me.

I am both

above and below,

ascribing value

to everything

I see and touch.

My gaze

repeats a 

mother's promise:

I will watch

over you. 

I cocoon,

wrapping the world

in indiscriminate love

in order to

gently paralyze.

Quantum physics

tells me that

for every

anti-particle

there is a 

particle,

plus one. 

This imbalance is

ancient asymmetry

proving matter 

will outlast us.

So too

the elements,

stars, solar systems, 

planet Earth…

everything.

Now you know why

I must make 

the world

my own.

March 4th, 2021