The Rest Is Still True

Just Do What You Do, paper collage, 2021

i.

our secrets are primitive
their perfumes, places, hesitations
spilling in cars
questioning
the mathematics of
reason

ii.

if i weren’t, would you?
one
two
every word that i count
every catapult of form

…at four
this exercise
is meaningless

iii.

this poetry
uneven as a butterfly

a hawk, a passing piano
make cobwebs with their eyes
until nothing mends

6 responses to “The Rest Is Still True”

  1. I will be contemplating this poem throughout the day..it speaks to me, but I’m not sure why..my understanding of it and perception is unclear..but it will travel with me today. “Cobwebs in my eyes” that I will clear..well done

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