ONTOLOGY, EPISTEMOLOGY, LITERATURE . . .

for Juan Garcia Ponce

time has hardened in this stone full of circumvolutions

entrances and exits

curved surfaces

hollows that gather shadow after looking at it for a while

it seems to take shape

a procession of heads can be discerned at the front of some parade or march

impelled

by some blind force

where are they going?

promontories and hollows turn into

knees

shoulders

hips

bodies

tenderly entwined

how many? of what sex?

once looked at the stone

turned into a bundle of questions

begins to reflect

the eye

that sees it

one after another                     questions                     cancel each other out

the only answer

turns out to be

opaque       mute

form