Floaters and flashes always appear
The first a true objective phenomenon
Bits of tissue drifting and wriggling
Like nematodes in a soil infusion
Or spirochetes in the aqueous humor

Ah but the photopsia
Pure perception
Pure because uninflected
By any external stimulus
Or for that matter internal

Review the parlor trick entitled
The Transit of the Invasive Skull
First in pink inscribe upon white paper
A small solid circle resting atop short vertical lines
When the aura swims swing your glance to white ceiling

Behold there the green skull suspended
Restless insubstantial transitory
Artifact of overtaxed rods and cones
Physical memory engendered by creative violence
By generative destructive will

The great poet is herself already divided
Her command not for posterity
But for herself
One part of the self commanding another part
One self commanding another self’s self

Tell it slant
The commanding voice
From the past
From the present
The faction that retains controlling interest