nature does not speak
it is not preferential towards our listening
yet what of nature we overhear is honorable
there are domains of conversant exchange
we are at the next table, in another room
where there are whispers
when we go to them
we learn to read their lips as getting there
wonders are our phase of arrival
miracles are our form of self-introduction
where the future holds back the punch line
expectations are our signs of impatience
we are mostly somewhere else
in the photo with what is
fictitiously claiming that the it that it is
. . . is our is!
we wanted function as surmise
and feel moved along by understanding
as a prosthetic for being aware
our every motion has a fulcrum assumption
through an axis of assertion
they are reversibly interchanged
in unknowable ways
by unperceived means
as long as we maintain as separate
this future . . . our future
is affronting us
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