I DON'T




I don't, of course, mean everything I say.
I mean, sometimes I don't know what I mean.
Sometimes I have a thought which goes astray.
I start describing blue. It turns out green.
The Alphabet is very volatile.
It's Union is hard to bring to heel.
It's easy to fall victim to it's guile.
You think you are describing what you feel,
But then you find the words describing you.
And so one sees oneself in their dark light.
One thinks one is describing what is true,
Then suddenly one sees one isn't right.
In which case, still, it's true that one was wrong.
Well, truth, in some guise, always comes along.



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