Imagine I Were Speaking To You (For Kant) Poem by Camilla Keenan Koch

Everything we perceive is added to make
Each of us
Sensations of moments, consumed by I

The ‘I think' is created from this
The synthetic unity of apperception, & its precedence.
There is only this much more:

Something must exist, to combine the manifold
There is not unity, but synthesis.
The mysteriousness of knowledge precedes its being known.

I recommend a circle, or;
How many ways would you like to say it?
Inevitably dialectic