“I can change what’s happening in your body just by speaking a few words.”
“But whatever I have done today has done without me.”
Working within the stereoscopic
Logic of paradox like corrective
Lenses for all-too-human perspectives,
You can kind of feel the true, tripartite
Topography of blood, mind, and world drop
Away in shifting steps, abyssal depths.
You are not yourself. Mind is not your own.
You don’t know how anything you know works
And speak as part of a world without speech.
What’s an artificial shadow that shows
The actual contours, the canyon floors?
Each word evolves in continual need
To be understood. Paradoxical
Phrases are words tilted against that need,
Ajar, askew, pitched against each other,
Because contradiction, like the strange prayer
Often attributed to St Francis,
Seeks to understand, not be understood.