Alien Metaphysics

A Love Poem

[Part of: Poetica Philosophica.]

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She held my hand and blew my mind:
“Windowless monads all in sync!
Their unity complete in kind!
Their insides painted red and pink!”

I pointed out the ducks and geese.
I stuck to words that layman knew.		
But she insisted that we lease
Ideas scientists eschew.

“Opaque appearances can be
Transcended—bypassed—got beyond;
Then, grounded in reality,
We’ll splash around the noumenal pond.”

Head fuzzy, I declared my love.
She drew me close but looked confused.
She skied the bleeding edge; but of
That alien notion, she refused.

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