See Without Sight

Words are the cave
Where paper fires 
Attempt to seal cuts

Calculations wrap additional chains
Around foreheads who would be foremen
While obscurities serve hypocrisy
And truth is coal and gas

Spelunk deeper 
Shimmy through crevasses
As a light without artifice
Bearer not of insight
But of paths of mint and hope

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