fields of tension between obscure poles

there is a border words can't cross
there is a verbal bind by which they're trapped
just tripping within this descriptive toss
of nothing or anything conceptual to grasp
where everything said remains a strange loss
of nothing or anything contextual to grasp
answers melt into what is thought of what one could ask

but nevertheless here they stand
still writing by being rewritten too...
at the same time - that sphere must stay unscanned
but really every found sense makes this new line a new
oscillation within the parting span
by reading on and on what is already read through
making these concrete words what they are used to undo

nothing to fix but moving on
thereby leaving behind what they could state
here is that dubious now that wordless con
dynamically mixing what words did separate
still forced to think behind what hides beyond
the actually but somehow somehow poetic fate
that fades through a self-recursively deluding gate

but what is meant with these weird lines
what else could the abstract word “words” stand for
what is the meaning referred to behind
the paradoxical meta-speaking metaphor
echoes the hope for something new to find
‘though metamessages negate themselves at their core
decoded within ambiguous logical laws