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)
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