Apophenia some call it
As did the psychiatrist

But they do not themselves see it
So they do not get the gist

Hidden connections are real
For those who seek the hidden

Those who only acknowledge the obvious
Find this superstitious, indeed forbidden

But poetry is proof
Words and worlds belong together

The letters yearn for one another
To form their newfound tether

Our universe may well
work like poetry

Perhaps not everywhere
But for those with eyes to see

The word “like” has profound power
Linking one to other

These secret, hidden connections
The artist does discover

Dali’s paranoiac-critical method
May seem to some as madness

But the proof is in the paintings
And the beauty breaks the sadness

Every insight comes with terror
Hence the paranoia

I’ve told you all I can for now
Any more just might destroy ya.