Promises made in a background voice
never intending to fulfill.
Searching for something to search for,
but still reluctant to knock on new doors.
Offering credentials that misrepresent
as noble scoundrel, counterfeit hero
who thunder will not deafen. water will not wet,
even in this fifth season tempest.
Reality only marginally real, existence non algebraic
where D rarely equals L x W.
Electricity can be felt but not touched,
here misrepresented by illogical powerlines
crossing roads at too acute an angle
triggering cross firing synapses.
This is confusion.
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Author:
Dan Williams (
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In a world where clarity is often demanded but rarely delivered, "confusion" embraces the dissonance. This poem doesn’t seek resolution; it revels in the contradictions, the misfires, the surreal logic of a mind navigating fractured realities. It’s a meditation on the discomfort of ambiguity, and a challenge to those who insist that meaning must always be linear.
From someone has a confused mind and lives in a confused world, I enjoyed this write
Ssheeesh .. make one think .. but its meant to write .. write on brother Dan .. Neville
Here physiology and everyday events are placed in allegory painted metaphors become the form of communication. It would seem mad to some but then so does poetry. Nicely done
Seems to speak trying again but reluctant to take the chance. Not sure but nice.
Brilliant
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