The revolt

In the after-math of those who were there

The thought that someone could be thereafter

As before had to be unto them, there and then

They broke what had been and made it true

 

There is a moment that briefly makes sense

When no thing is making sense in that

The sense-making sense of all things that are

Collapses in the sign of sense remade altogether

 

There, then, where this happens is them

Not them who came there or happened to be

But they who will be, who now have to be

To make everything according to there, them.

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