On Whistling but You Can Try It with Other Things Too

or: "perfection" 

is when you know exactly

what the next note should be

while you whistle

                (and you should whistle whenever

                you find yourself in acoustic

                happiness)

and then you know beyond a doubt,

as you feel the warmth of the breath

you are about to push at an optimal angle

between your tongue and your lips,

that as soon as this scoop of air

hits the outside atmosphere,

it'll be that exact note

            (and it's almost as if you've already

            done it except you haven't,

            and you gear yourself up for the double

            pleasure of anticipating and getting)

and then it spills out into the world

in a way designed, directed

and blessed by you,

and it is fully and unmistakably

that very note,

which then,

after a lingering moment of satisfaction,

takes its place, becomes transparent,

and blends into the rest of this

inner-turned-outer universe

you whistled into

perfection.