Brains Are Faulty Things
Brains are faulty things.
You can spend all afternoon
showing one that 2 + 2 = 4, but
later that evening, perhaps over drinks
and dinner, out of the blue, it says, “or 5.”
By then, too tired to argue, bewitched
by its wondrous shapeliness, you’ll
think, sure, “5” or “3” or lemon curd —
there are ranges of possibility for
almost everything we used to think
was a given.