You’re so far gone, not only
Do you catch yourself dozing
While in the act of reading,
You catch yourself translating
From English into English,
Though what’s in your head isn’t
Really English, really words
In any language, is it?
There’s a rush of proto-speech
You’re more or less aware of,
And then you pull out of it
Before you break in the waves.
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