DICHOTOMY

DICHOTOMY
3/21/96

There is nobody to like
No frame to represent
Like some pack on my back museum
These seeds, like we can plant what we meant
Which cup from the dike waters how we see them?
The sting of dichotomy

And I’ll paint for the face that I see you
Not be you
Like no one I know
And I epic the pace that I show you
You know too
Your heart pumps the vein that I flow
No one remembers like I look
No place for you to stand
But our words share a valley to echo
Even if it’s TV food canned
The years regret took
Like rape afterglow
The sting of dichotomy?
The dichotomy of sting?
Knowledge is not a knowable thing