a single grammar string

in order to answer
how was the first
word ever muttered

and to imagine who
will get in the last
word ever uttered

we must start small,
at that most basic
underlying form --

subatomic particles
and participles
with prepositions

denoting a meaning
extra dimensionally
unintentionally

substring theory
merging phonology
and orthography

in one grand unified
iconoclast and deified
catalog of dogma

where syntax works all
morning after tips
cashing out like a cow

tricks from semantics
decompose volumes what
this poem is all about

in cross-linguistic
presuppositions
assuming too much

suggesting more then branes
along the membranes
that filter emotion

fermions go on for eons
everlasting thoughts
that oscillate with the ocean

and words dangle
from our mother tongues
waiting for an angle

then flitter then fly
away like the subject
of ornithography

and disappear, a woolen
sweater left far too long
in a wooden dresser

this notion has become
too frayed at the ends
to mend, i'm afraid.