there is no poetry but in objects
there is no thought but in ‘scape

           well …
there is but then it has become obsession
           despite
           ‘scape
it has become word and struggle despite
           form
(like Plato lost in a filtered whiff
escaping from phenomena to form
and wondering how to connect
back)

           far better
to scaffold and gantry the ‘scape
           and let
the poem build inside it like a
           thought
(like Aristotle finding the essence
in the very form its self)

          it’s true
it’s true but it still took me ages
          writing this
          outside in