Babel’s Artifacts
The construction proved without
conclusion, save that every stone
retained its shape wherever chance
would carry it—chance and mute
confusion, well, chance and mute
confusion, and our increasingly
nattering tribe. The broad museum now
spanning cross the globe remains
the only lasting structure, though
even so, its rooms are dimly lit,
and we, too simply lit, and we,
become too certain of our terms.
