Lexicon
by Carmen H Gray
“Do I dare
Disturb the universe?
In a minute there is time
For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.”
-T.S. Eliot
I asked him, “do you think it was love?”
“Yes”, he answered, with substantial confirmation
“Do you?” he asked
I paused
And I stretched that moment to span a thousand years
To scan my rolodex of lexicon:
Love, Amor, Eros flashed their pretty letters my way
Sometimes language puts a burden on a thing
Rather than defining
It constricts
Confining
This or that
Or his or hers
Or us or them
And I saw so many faces and places
Where I had strangely traveled
That could not and would not be filed
Time came to a standstill at last
“Yes”