I'm sorry about this...

original poetry & digital art

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I am written into this web
of acceleration or suspension
by something not called myself
but it is myself, so
I write myself into this web,
I should have said.
My apologies for the coercion,
because I'm sure that you thought
"Maybe this poem will be
a good use of my time, or interesting,
or perhaps teach me something"
but instead, I got you involved in
my confoundment, of questionable value
to anyone including myself.
But perhaps we can take this opportunity
to think on what value is, anyway,
how the meaning of a thing is nothing
other than the thing itself, and how
dualistic thought and languaging are
incapable of encapsulating reality, really.
At times both actively and passively we end up
being written or writing ourselves into these webs
within time yet outside it, in space but spaceless,
finding ourselves in the position of mediators
between the grand diversity external and internal,
faced with the trickery of false dichotomy &
armed with the choice to transcend the fallacious.
Now lest I be accused of being overly loquacious
I will end our experiment in contradiction &
apparent uncertainty, but perhaps to your chagrin,
here at the end I will retract my apology,
because it's not my fault you've read my poetry!

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Writing & images
by @d-pend
3/30/18

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