where your contradictions went to die [a poem]
the things you said // the things you did
poetry recitation
where your contradictions went to die.
crouched over an old pine desk in a starless / room near the margin of my subconscious i am fumbling / through piles of memory-papers as they devour the desk / and me / coffee and salt stains stamp the pages / which hold both [the things you said] / and [the things you did] / maybe?? if i flip this upside-down it will make sense / maybe if i grab a magnifying glass scoop my insides out onto the table this will add up this will resemble love again / choking on contradictions as every page i reach for / dissolves the one before it then bursts / into flame-tongues between my fingers.
Thank you the title speaks to me as well as your wonderful poem thanks beyond thanks. Blessings
Songs thank you for sharing your work so real and do there. Peace and love