I stammer before
the g-g-gates of Babylon
want say
can’t talk
My voice cracks
multiplies
under my tongue
the words spawn
And I wonder
did I utter this word
or it me
we’ll deceive each other ever
as we have forever
since the word go
since our first babel-babble
What an ef-ef-fort to recognise ourselves
in this wilderness of mirrors
in the womb of this va-
cant world, clam-shell
the p-p-pre-pre-pre-pre-
existence of the echo.