It has happened suddenly,
by surprise, in an arbor,
or while drinking good coffee,
after speaking, or before,
 
that I dumbly inhabit
a density; in language,
there is nothing to stop it,
for nothing retains an edge.
 
Simple ignorance presents,
later, words for a function,
but it is common pretense
of speech, by a convention,
 
and there is nothing at all
but inner silence, nothing
to relieve on principle
now this intense thickening.

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