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Oxymoron: &nbps;A Posthumous Humanity



Odysseus, Orpheus, Orwell.
Now the sublime is subversive.  Now it isn't.
Is/isn't.  Is/isn't.
Do I know more than I remember
or remember more than I know?
The purpose of the routine
is to create opportunities
to break the routine.
Is/isn't.  Is/isn't.
We are suffering a narrative dysfunction.
The obscurantism of the past
or the obfuscationism today.
The data being insufficient,
the analysis is always inadequate.
Is/isn't.  Is/isn't.
Choose a path, or choose the path of no path.
The part knows so little of the all.
The all, so little of the part.
The inevitability of the outlier.
Do I love the world,
or do I love myself in the world?
From the quaffing to the quenching.
A life recycled from estate sales,
from flea markets, from used bookstores.
I lived between raindrops and never got wet.
Here is an idea for someday:
the illusion of life without the illusion.
Is/isn't.  Is/isn't.

All poems are written and copyrighted by Michael C. Rush.
None may be republished or repurposed without permission.