TWO DOGMAS OF EMPIRICISM
(for W.V.O. Quine)
I sat down to repast, but not at a table
with many courses; it wasnt dinner, exactly.
I couldnt see it all at once;
I was blindfolded,
and presented each course separately.
Then I was told I ate a meal
as one whole, and each course was a figment
of my perverted appetite.
You cant get beyond that, mocked the chef.
He pinched my ass, but I couldnt see where to smack him.
Written 13 February 1995
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