Dichotomies
Dichotomies
Pay attention
To the places
Where the world
Meets itself.
The lozenge
The hunter
Sucks for
A sore throat.
The oil
That keeps
The raw air from
Gnawing his gun.
The lab bred
To carry the grouse
Soft as a lisp
In her mouth.
The world boils
Down to these
Dichotomies —
Sugar and flesh,
Oil and rust,
Feathers and teeth.
Great poem. Just discovered your Substack and it's honesty good. Keep up the work.
Side note: can you check out my Substack, I have some poems their. I'm a young writer and I would love to get your opinion on them.