I can leave this plane at any time
Into a system of words
To play, be entertained
Arranging words until
Sometimes a truth
The words already knew
Is displayed to me
Yes, displayed in words
As if the plane of words
Had its own superior ancient consciousness.
I see at once with this realization
The natural tendency for others
To leave this plane also
There are two other similar planes
With their own innate
Intelligence seemingly waiting for us
To arrange things in a way
That we discover answers and patterns
Displayed before us in the language
Of each other similar plane
These other planes are numbers and music
So are words, numbers and music expressed
In characters so that we can more easily
With words numbers and notes
Play in realms of intelligence
Infinite in scope yet orderly in composition
So that we may replay favorite knowns
And discover any number of unknowns
At our leisure without a fee
As a standard benefit of being human?
-Kelly Voelker
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