Intellection

The sages said that like perceives like
and that when we understand a rock or a tree
it’s because we are, or can be, wood and leaf and grit,
the stuff in us answering to the stuff outside, and becoming it.

That’s why I spend my days looking at the stars,
tracing their steps with the twitches of my eye-muscles
till my pupils grow luminous and I begin to move,
and, as I dance with them, see
who they’re trying so desperately to impress.

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