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Je Suis une table

 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.

Poem by Donald Hall
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