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Conflicting Positions Alive In My Mind
When I tell you yes
when I really mean no,
or I tell you no
when I mean to say yes,
my actions are born
from an inner intention.
Each answer responds
to a tentative question.
Conflicting positions
alive in my mind;
a collection of burdens
within my protection.
A curated collection
preserves my emotions
a justification
in a refuge of lies.
I carry the bundles,
in dwindling light
as the long night arrives
in the seasons of life.
I set them on paper
to let them release
as their tentacles cling to
the backs of my teeth.
I’m in a meander
and ponder the trap
reluctant to shed them
to purchase some peace.