the thing about cycles

the thing about cycles
is how they fashion
duration
and how, without them,
measure is formidable
to fathom.

once: an anomaly;
recurrences radiate
pattern
whether in monotony
or bewildering variety
(of murmurs,
of cadence,
of fractals,
of flutters),
some manifest;
others stumpers.

now darling,
do tell me something
prime
of chronicle's evident fancy
for baffling recursive recital

if not
precisely.