Pattern, Liminal

It is exhausting to seem that way. Nominal illustrations 
lead to diffuse thought, references to bleak weather. 
The preliminary entrance of discrete images, visits that 
can be moved around like tiles. Rethink denial of the 
opposite existence. Dry teaching explanations for the 
way things work; economies of wordiness. 



This poem first appeared in issue 7 (September 2001) of Poethia.