The Joys of Entertaining.

I don't know about the rest of you but I'm fairly certain I'm not really in charge anymore...

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The Joys of Entertaining.

Spent my evening entertaining a Thought.

As distraction goes, I prefer battles fought.

It's not as if I can ignore It's spontaneous society.

Doing so being, of course, the very height of incivility.

 

True to form the Thought conquers the room.

To scoff at this impropriety is to cultivate your doom.

As fresh from the front lines of my imagination,

It's certain it's mere existence warrants occassion.

 

How charming a fresh Thought can often seem.

Not so overly handled as to tarnish it's gleam.

A notable guest, none would argue the fact.

As such it's forgiven a certain deficit of tact.

In fairness new thoughts tend towards the unique.

One is expected, indeed, to supply the stage that it seeks.

Unknowable when a murmuring may blossom profound.

Undestandable as well to fear it naught but a sound.

 

Regardless, these thing must be handled with grace.  

It never being acceptable for a Thought to lose face.

Neither sordid visions, nor a bent towards inanity,

Offer excuse to doubt your Thought' inherent sanity.

 

There lies method to this madness of infant entertainment.

One wants a splash of carefully coordinated containment.

To do otherwise is to be be known an ungracious host.

And alas with no thoughts to coddle, we become as if ghosts.