The capacity of waves
To create the appearance
Of points, quanta, disjunctions,
And gaps within everything
Befuddles the best of you,
And we’re not the best of you,
Just a few words that look distinct
As text in lines, but live in waves
In brains, in the air—most of all
Across generations in time.
It’s difficult to demonstrate
Delusion within illusion
But take our word for it, no gaps
Exist that aren’t swimming with waves
If you can float between the lines.
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