Intellectual Curiosities and Provocations

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Posted to Action Poetry




because i once believed
that tragedy was
a fallen raven's wing i crouched
waiting for the blow dealt out of hand
out of line and into
a certain shard of darkness found
where beauty rises from all tragedy

because i once believed
that tragedy never falls
but swaggers just enough to keep afloat
of certain scrapes of paint on the canvas

because i still believe
that beauty arises from all tragedy
i'm still here
smiling at all the fuss made when
i'm never understood
i'm only me because i am therefore
i'm still here
posting these 'poems' in whatever format is random
knowing i'm never understood.