for Contradictions
Sure, it’s nice and even a big relief
to get straightforward talk, under
standable personality, mood swings
that have logic, instructions that are
easy to follow to a conclusion, to rec
oncile a budget or a checking or cred
it card account. But, oh the allure of
mystery, of something or someone
that makes no sense at all, at least
at first; that takes a lot of work fig
uring out. And to read a book that
has you backtracking and rereading
previous pages to see how you must
have missed something because what?!
Or that mesmerizing quality when you
first meet someone who has that certain
chemistry you’re always looking for, and
you look into their eyes and there are all
sorts of contradictions, and you wonder
is he just teasing, is he flat-out lying, is
this a real true-to-the-facts story with
which he’s regaling you, luring you in
almost inconceivably, irretrievably.
And then you look closer, once
you’re in the light of day, at
those tricky, tantalizing eyes
that drew you in for so many
hours the night before, and
that’s when you get it,
almost literally (or maybe
you do, literally) pop your
noggin with the palm of
your hand as in Now I
get it; this makes total
sense! His eyes are,
no lie, two completely
different colors. And
you’re a Gemini, to boot.
When you had glumly made
your way to the nightclub the
evening before, a more fortuitous
turn of events could have scarcely
been envisioned.
