What's In The Box?

I don't know what happened. First I was sitting at my desk watching the morning traffic navigate itself into the new day, trying to remember the curious details of a dream I had last night where I gave birth to a baby boy that at first, looked like me (too much), and then morphed into a tiny tanned surfer boy with curly blond locks and round (anime) brown eyes. Whilethe dream unfolded fuzzily in my head I sipped coffee and smoked my cigarette, letting my hands travel over the untidy stacks on my desk - reaching for something - a foothold; then my hand found what it wanted and took it up. I opened a book; a fellow MFA graduate's newly minted first book of poetry that just arrived via UPS yesterday. I read awhile, until this line; "when the appetite stops clamoring / you're as good as dead." Then I woke up. Without knowing why, I immediately turned to the computer and looked for "Pandora's box" on Google and found things I didn't expect to find. An hour and a half later I had forgotten what I was looking for to begin with. I arrived where I was, hungry and shaken. Where I am now. It is passed mid-day and I am still hungry and I am waiting for a fiction writer from New York City to arrive so I can see her to her room and help settle her in. When I am done recieving my guest I do not know what I will do. The sun is shining strong though the weathermen promised hail, rain, wind, cold...painterly clouds drift wistfully through a perfect blue sky--I don't know what happened to the weather, I don't know what happened to my go - somehow I lost the rythmn of my doings today...

Broken mind wait
for the wind is not arrogant
as it passes your open accident
You may interpret breath by breath
its passing as desire, but the wind
goes without wanting where it will
and what you wait for is not of the wind
but of what is already, steadily still
in a place more near your skull than you--
the inner workings of what you're wondering
whether or not you need are with
you, and you with themselves--
wait and if you want to move, wait more
for what is broken that moves breaks
valuable things in its path if too reckless
and broken mind as broken you are
much too reckless.