Words mouthed, words written,
ricochet behind the lids,
we visions acting out.
Blueprints are words,
reverberations are utterances,
of events witnessed, invented or soon to occur,
like the trip to the zoo when I was little,
where I saw 2 rhinos copulate,
or the thought that persists I can not lock down.
There's more to what surfaces
and more to what ripples
after it sinks.
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