Borrowed Memories, 2009. Photomontage. Liz Huston.
I Know Everything
I know the way the planets revolve
when I project the sky map
on the ceiling of the room
we used to share
and how our cat still roams shadows as if
she is the true owner of space.
Cassiopeia looks like the center of the universe,
but I know she isn’t.
I know her husband was once a King
and they’re the only couple amid the constellations.
They chained their lovely daughter to a rock,
but the gods were not appeased.
I know that it requires
more cunning than I have
to coax the blind cat
from under the bed.
I know a fistful of stars can’t buy
a dime’s worth of happiness.
I know the gods are never satisfied
though they take what they want.
If I don’t know everything,
what is there to know?