SEEN IN FAILING LIGHT each solid thing
convenes a cloud of witnesses, midge-
monads winking from the flux; harbourers
of secret state, encapsulated worlds.
Admonish mystic tendency as nervous
self-projection, a burnt-in glitch
of our upbringing; wonder even so,
as if predestined. Clutching purchases,
return through coalescing eventide.
// Alas, this comparison function can't be total:
// bottom is beyond comparison. - Oleg Kiselyov