Who Holds The Fantasy? – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon


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“There are no safe rooms, no safe truths, no safe secrets to tell.” Veronica Blade

Who Holds The Fantasy?

Tell me, what isn't divergent,
who holds the fantasy of singular truth,
who believes the carbon smudge of news,
do you begin from what you know or do
you trust your enthusiasm for wanting to
believe that you can compose your life
from the elements of a surety that you
actually know the vagaries of the cosmos
right now, trusting in your belief of things,
despite the amalgam of realities before you,
knowing full well that everything bends,
everything is disordered, and that there 
are always more ways diverging?

Copyright 2021 ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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