Poetry / Knots
the dust on the ground is mixing well with the liquor that’s been spilled.
and clay never made more sense to me until now.
the sink looks like it’s growing a beard
and the shower wall has more of your hair than my bed sheets do.
and saying i love you was never more confusing than it was last night.
because i always say what i mean…and lately…i’m starting to figure out
that meaning and saying are two different sports.
but that’s just because you opened my eyes.
and i was never good at seeing.
in both aspects i’m blind.
is it bad to say that i wish i never got tied up?
because now i’m scared of faulty knots.
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Yours is a very unique and intriguing poetic voice. It’s very narrative, personal and straightforward, to the point where it could be conversational. It’s also an interesting technique, that each stanza shrinks in both line count and line length, but grows in significance.
You might have meant “than now” rather than “until now” on the second line, but that’s forgivable.
Excellent work.
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