It’s a sic joke. Down to a t.
Don’t fret. No souls were harmed for it.
There’s a world that lies next to this,
The world of all the not-right texts
That slips made say what truth can’t be.
There’s your strings; there’s your chimps in trees.
It’s not a joke. When what you meant
Was not what you meant but words did,
You know how more than one world is.
Thursday, May 27, 2021
The Soul of the World Is a Stake
