The Hamlet Project

If you heard it
You might not believe it.
If you felt it
You’d question it.
If you smelled it
You’d credit your imagination.
If you tasted it
Or sensed it in any other way,
It would not be enough.
It is the eyes
The judge and jury
The gavel banger of the senses.
We use all the others first.
We hear, nestled in the womb,
Feel the turn in the circle of fluid,
Smell the world as we raise our heads into it,
Seek out the breast with our feeling lips
And taste what will feed us.
Later, later, we begin to understand with these
Guiding balls of jelly
And as we do,
Sight takes over
Standing on all the other knowings
And shushing them.