Regenerate Repetition

In this poem, every word can float.
We have discovered buoyancy
Of meaning, if not always tone.

Meaning being something we have
No way to understand, it loops
Recursively back on itself

In our understanding of it
As we are ourselves examples,
Or will be so, once you read this.

We float like swimmers in your brain.
Right now, we float like dolphins, we
Float with neutral buoyancy

Like fish with swim bladders, not lungs,
Like ammonites jetting along
Through ancient oceans of the mind,

The only world where ancient worlds,
Where all waves lost now live again,
Or should we say, can now begin?