Well, what do today’s words
Have to say for themselves?
Every word there is is
An hallucination
Of worlds and a failure
To predictively code
The world that has no words.
A small consort of them
Troop in to say they’re pleased
With the notion each one
Contains worlds more vivid
Than actual. They smile.
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