Doubtful Destruction
- a response to Carl Sandburg's poem A Sphinx

As he falls, majestic in flight, the stone lips breathe
forth all meaning.
The surrounds await the revelation from this omniscient
narrator, who told lies and supplied wrong answers
for those who cared to believe.
But he cannot break a self-inflicted silence merely
for an inconvenient death.
And as he shatters, the words that made up meaning
disappear into the earth as it absorbs him.