Peculiarities

 


My mind is a peculiar place
capable of creating and hosting
quite conflicting space


Any number of frank contradictions can coexist
baffling in complexity and hypocrisy simultaneous…


For instance, I can erroneously hold opinions about
vast groups of people, though closest to me there are those
who’ve done (or are) precisely the same, and about those loved ones,
it never occurs to hold those same beliefs...


Nay! Indeed, about those loved ones, myopia descends.


Mind you,  not blindness, oh no!
A clear-sightedness not shared with others, alas!
(Though it should be, oh! it should be ~ growth arduous, slow; yet comes)
Rather, the ability to see those loved ones clearly:
…intelligently…beautifully...gloriously…


Without what I have construed of vast unknown others:


                     that misdirected deception

                                                                                                                        of my mind.