No Thing

Compound words are ghosts like parents 
Serving the day with no day 
And the meal with no food 

Faster is slower 
And higher is low 
Naught be the grower 
As desert be flow 

Impulses cancelled 
Before they exist 
Rhythmically raptured 
By nodding to mist 

Vision is dark 
And hearing won't vibrate 
Colorful stark 
Painting out migrate 

Meaning is mien 
An average compaction 
Unseeing unseen 
Slippery traction

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