Pictures

They have no pictures for there; how; why; here;
And so hear folds into mild ellipsis, the vision of the Other.

Sweet punctuation alluding to conjunction,
The metaphor spell of the write play,

Surreptitiously and slyly
Between slight semi-closed eyes,

Symbolically, it would be a cut of light,
A split right of their ears, of provincial glimmers,

Which folds into thus; and; where; were; and then
Again brings some memory in an inconsistent light,

In which names think of faces and descriptions, taste,
Games think of memories of the same word twice.