WAITING FOR GÖDEL



Perhaps beyond the fields we know
someone has a mirror, just
over the fence that circles everything.
It makes it difficult to shave,
not having a mirror, not
that we’re exactly short of
things to look at here, and were I
to chase my shadow along the length
of this great, long, seamless fence
I would come to the beginning again,
but I wouldn’t be still standing there
which isn’t any help in shaving.

Poised for a close shave between
immanence
and transcendence,
I, axiom, contain a multitude
of unknowables and undecidables
which maybe ok but that’s why
I need you, because
it’s the closest I get to knowing
my unprovable
self, the nearest
thing to validation.

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