My opinion?
Plato never
set foot
inside a cave.
Inside a cave,
there’s no
deception.
Only you
and your fear
of closure,
of what you
cannot see
and, so, cannot
predict. The slick,
unforgiving rock
could not be
more honest. It’s
the grass
that authors
our delusions,
bedding
the earth
as if
it were meant
to lie on
and not in.