Ensnared
If something isn’t true,
is it necessarily false
By the polarized abstraction,
are we blinded to recourse
In the either or equation
and the depths of zero sum
Is all meaning trapped forever
—inside this web we’ve spun
(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2020)
👁 4💬 0
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.