In language,
you become another.
The self slips away.
In Borges’ library,
you do not exist.
You are nothing
but the repetition
of others.
The first page
and the last—
are the same.
Blank.
Wordless.
Speech and the Blank Pages
In language, you become another. The self slips away. In Borges’ library, you do not exist. You are nothing but the repetition of others.
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