Reduplication

We live out the law of incompleteness, time after time.

Reduplication

to Kurt Gödel

Within this man
another man.
Within that tree
another tree.

From the east wind
the west wind.
From the mother
more mothers.

Born of words
more words.
Thought, ‘n thought
n’ thought
ever and anon.

Time begets time.
Space begets space.

We are but mice
caught in a
dusty photocopy machine,
the light endlessly flashing
while we dream
in incompletion
of an off button.