Without Truth

Dewi
Dewi
Jul 28, 2017 · 1 min read

One day, I caught a glimpse
truth, all border and no gradient
a point of no space
and with it came such despair

Sit with it, sit in it
sit within
anything else is further
than a distant relative
so I dreamt
so I dreamt

There is this space
between hate and hate
where it grips between dark symmetry
naked.
When I slip on my visor
a warrior in its name
like this
like thus

I, you, in that lance we thrust
as we galloped for the better sun
onward, forward
until I fell and caught that glimpse:

truth has no lance
and all blood is by my hands


Poets Unlimited

Six Years of poetry-only publishing, PoetsUnlimited was a diverse, engaging and authentic poetry magazine. For most of that time a daily publication, it was always diverse and original, and free-to-read by all.

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Poets Unlimited

Six Years of poetry-only publishing, PoetsUnlimited was a diverse, engaging and authentic poetry magazine. For most of that time a daily publication, it was always diverse and original, and free-to-read by all.

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