Where the West Began

A representation of the divine

presents itself as an allegory

inside the icon of a rising sun

 

as much so as it is contained

in the republic of marching ants,

creating a world of their own recognition

under sidewalk streets.

 

Every piece of plastic found

floating in the deep sea of themselves

symbolizes the ideal world.

 

We claw ourselves from caves of darkness

to see worldliness only in geometric lines,

which the artist bends and refracts

to take in their hand

 

nothing which creates something

within a divine source

which we view as an idea.

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