Thursday, October 18, 2007

an orange is red
an apple is orange

this is neither
a dream or reality
yet each somehow
exist bound up
in each other
at the end of the other

In my saying I am truth
continually speaking
arbitrarily I
change what I am saying
For the sake
of change

a cup is a surface with no space for a liquid

I am the speaker of the poem
the internal audience is my
self– speaking to myself
collusion convolution

I am truth in my saying
The great destroyer
of definition defined
by dissolution

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