The Thing’s Revolution

The word trying

to be the world’s queen.

                                            Public expectations

                                            from its highness enlightenment.

The thing awakes

disbelieving its highness light

provoking her

to vanish into royal anger.

The thing

in its empty field

turns towards

its dying highness word:

                                                 thanks to thou,

                                                 the world has an imaginary meaning

                                                 but in silence…

                     Your kingdom doesn’t exist.