the simple thought of daisy
the complexity of rose
vanilla on the inside
a facade of rocky road
the dress of every emperor
the pose of every bum
taste without an equal
content with only crumbs
actions of the lonesome cat
wants of each small dog
mental state a bonsai
constitution an oaken rod
red wine in ways and manners
tequila in deepest thoughts
both the pure white light of heaven
and the darkness found beneath rocks:
this walking contradiction
still fighting to be whole
comes to terms in only action
where each aspect takes its role.
that this man of every paradox
this split divided soul
stands in twain this moment
before any world at all
is a moving contradiction
the beautiful chaos swirl
an existent paradox
whose truth means more than worlds.
me.
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