the wise man says nothing
the wise woman speaks up
the sphinx asks riddles
the riddler never recorded

the sun hogs the sky
the moon shares with the universe
the cornucopia of matter
the part views a part

the indexical daylight
the expansive moonlight
the sphinx’s cornucopia
the angel wrestles at duskfall

the twins telecommunicate
the yawning lightyears between
the satellites swivel precisely
the wisp of your phonecall somewhere near eris