I haven’t written a poem for a while. I haven’t published a poem here yet.
I went to a friend’s poetry exhibition yesterday. It inspired me to write. Here is what came of it.
multitudes
they say I contain multitudes
but – I myself haven’t seen them
they say there’s a reason for every move
but I don’t mind the strokes as I’m painting
there is only dancing towards
something I don’t understand yet
while there’s nothing wrong
the problem is this:
our Is have got too much attention
identities fighting for borders
– the opposite of expansion –
the winner is who ends up smaller
we got ourselves good, misreading that poem
the name of the game is containing