You pull the string and the whole reality
Where is the science behind
A butterfly’s wings,
A meerkat’s leer,
An elephant’s picnic,
A snide stride down the staring contest
with a slothful skink?
Why does a pulled thread have to reveal
That the world is held together
By duct tape, fishing wire, wishes on stars,
Spit, bondo, and glue?
Why can’t society drop anchor
On a stability and kindness and
That would hold up to some string pulling?
And if it’s all so loosely bound, why not
Just pull all the strings at once
And see where we land?