Opaque Poem by Wyn Cooper

Opaque



It's opaque, secretive
to no purpose, circular
rather than linear,
a road that comes back
to itself as if that
were enough to keep our
attention, the first person
subjective, story of you
as told by you who can't
stop free-associating
words that stand for emotions
you can't bear to lay bare,
cop-out extraordinaire.

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Wyn Cooper

Wyn Cooper

United States / Michigan
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