The word

A word

a thread

words don’t render images

words don’t render sensations, feelings

yet, sometimes we can recognise each other

when they easily fit.

.

we can perhaps only see each other, or feel each other

without seeing and feeling, words are no bridge

when there is seeing and feeling, words are game and play

and music

but probably nothing has ever been said.

.

perhaps words work at the edges of experience.

if i just have a step or two to go

to be where you are

or if i’m there but haven’t recognised it

at the edges: nothing new can be said, but the old can be stretched and occasionally twisted and turned, around the rims, to grow or occasionally tear. down a curtain or two.

.

or sometimes to turn a thing into a thing

the unnamed may remain insubstantial

even if we both see it

before we name it

and admit it into the circle of reality.

we can then work with it

.

*cryptic random piece for my friend who saw the vision of the swan.

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