Thursday, May 25, 2017

IN THEORY

Any time I start
to think
I might be done

arguing
back
and forth again

with a few dumbbells
and overly-reflective dinner plates
and those cursory screens,

and everything I can imagine
seems to exist
at right angles

to something else
which I hoped it was supposed
to be fluently representing—

any time
I'm ready
to just give in

and believe, already—
just so I don't
have to take responsibility

for knowing;
that's when I realize—
I could probably always,

in theory, at least,
go for
a nice cup of coffee,

and that
sometimes, that isn't a symbol
for anything;

sometimes, it's
just
the thing.

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