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A Mantis in the Looking Glass
Foolish girl
thought she owned words
perforce to
create a world.
Beyond her
vision always a veil
muffling the
sound. White noise rebounding
absent language,
yet echoing
in her ear “A
Universe Profound.”
A tyrant dreams “A
Universe Profound”
his Knowledge, a
colony of Words.
Recoiling
Billowing Echoing!
Yet, even
without language, a world
vast, silent,
and concrete. Rebounding
against her
vision, against the veil.
A small green body;
a veil.
Leaf green eyes,
wings, glittering, profound.
Triangular head,
silently swiveling, rebounding,
hunting without
words.
This tree its
entire world.
Clasping prey in
tiny arms, silently echoing
its small image
of a world. Echoing
behind my
vision, this futile veil.
Mystifying and
demystifying a world
even without
language, profound
even without words
cycling death
and life. Rebounding
against
articulation, this vision in words
builds an
incomplete world
silently lying
behind the veil.
Their lives are
rebounding.
Their silence echoing.
Their
materiality still profound.
How sacred is
this world
if it is not rebounding?
What limits the profound
silence
rendered meaningless? Echoing
tyrannical world
only human words
construct meaningless echoing.
Rebounding words become the veil,
a world less profound, meaning lost, words.
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