indigestion

the curiosity is hot in my gut,
it cannot sit still
it wants to know what’s next
it wants to know whether what’s next
will involve more not-knowing
it wants to be prepared for that

it wants to know things for which the
brain has no real answers

and so the belly devours
itself, churning acid until its
walls are raw

the heart sits between
belly and brain
attempting to mediate both
as usual.

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