Found Words

Found words
Do prophets scribble dialectics
On stained concrete walls
Brightly colored Banksy style?
Is there some hidden wisdom,
Some Gnostic gospel
In an alleyway clenched between
Forty second and Park Central?
What if Sophists are vagabonds
Begging pennies at Saint Marks
Their silver fogged manes,
Their mange,
A rostrum of infinities?

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