–He–
–He–
by Lance Webel
8.28.96the truth hits like a fallen redwood–
freezing the body
trapping the heart
grasping the throat
(suffocation)denial envelops, falling to oblivion
this cannot be.
how can one so loved be so unloved ¿
how can one so loving serve two masters ¿
how can one be considered a master ¿
this cannot be.is “truth” a mirage
a facade
a fabrication ¿[The Paradox unfolds, only to confront The Paradigm]
torn between devotion and reality
each requiring the other
each feeding the other
each destroying the otheruntil only
–He–
remains,
(understands)
_embraces.

January 18th, 2008 at 2:34 pm EST
This is confusing. The piece (1) lacks any rhythm, (2) does not rhyme, (3) has no discernible patterns, (4) requires a separate explanation of its meaning. Please define “poetry”.
Poetry is… “(???)”.