Leaving the Cream of the Sign

Now that I’m dead and considerably older,
Let’s face it, Wittgenstein, language doesn’t just have

Loopholes—language is all loopholes, whereof we must
And cannot speak, the gaps themselves signifying.

Meaning is just the pony in all our horseshit,
And the pony is out to lunch in the paddock.

Without the loopholes, there wouldn’t be any loops.
Parmenides is the pony; he has one trick.