Words' World

The title isn't quite right, but I liked the phrasing so I wanted to keep it around somewhere. I will change the name of this one once I've written that poem though...

Fit to words, imperfection on imperfection
Human interpretations, misinterpretations
Cast into language as suppositions, propositions, and assumptions
Words as placeholders, for reality
Realities, which hold differently through every guise,
every eye
Sees differently the basic framework of life and living,
Though each fit to frames, the common framings of society,
In order that the imperfections, misinterpretations cast the world anew
Or was it ever there to be interpreted
The words fitted to it and then it fitted to words,
then the words become worlds and worlds be words,
but if one pulls a bag over a body over and over,
How would one tell if the fitted bag contained a body beneath
Or a void emptiness bequeathed.
Fitted nothingness or insubstantial filler, words fill spaces
Noise
Can the definition of reality, through words,
Through lens however pitted and imperfect they be
Become the reality they represent.