Synonyms Poem by Adora Williams

Baudelaire was right, multitude and solitude are synonyms

What is the synonym of synonym, though? — I asked my friend who is like the mother I've never had
It's paradoxical, it's poetic — she said
She knows me for real, that made no sense and it appeals to me
As if it was oxygen

Let's ponder

The synonym for synonym on a thesaurus I've just checked is equivalent
But is it equivalent though?

The synonym for white is light, but light isn't even a thing
Another synonym is ashen, but ashen is midway to black
Another synonym is silver, but if we're going to maximise the vision
May it be yellow to golden

The synonym for black is every black coloured picture:
Raven, obsidian, onyx, charcoal
But a thing says no thing about a colour
This makes no sense

It's paradoxical, synonyms are never that equivalent
It is just a display of how many things a thing can be
And nothing at all

And that applies to human.
We are, sometimes we are
Nought — not? — and sometimes we are all—
Aught? —
I am alone and I am so done with all the synonyms within me

The synonym of synonym is paradoxical.
Baudelaire was right, though.
Solitude and multitude are the exact same thing, synonymously speaking
Black, white, the in-between, yellow maximised and the nether
Dimension near the border of the galactic vortex