(surface logic, gently failing)
i thought
a person was a line
something you could follow
from mouth
to meaning
but
you say a thing
(it lands like a stone
or a feather
depending on who is falling)
and suddenly
you are not that
or not only
or not now
#poem #noteecummings
always locks
the door first
never eats the key
words go clean
(cut to a mean)
always(always)
crushing the maybe
never//never
starves the edges
meanwhile
something keeps
happening
not always
not never
-
again
#poem #noteecummings
some stick
(shoul—d)
snagged
in the soft of thinking
others
pass thru
clean
like
i n t e n t i o n
never was
—
but all of them
were aimed
(even the ones
that missed)
#poem #noteecummings
