Contradictions

Poetry is prose.
Be serious about whimsy.
Collect gratitude and give it away.
Hide in order to show yourself.
Seize your power and let go.
Sate your thirst so you can want more.
Pain becomes a kind of pleasure
Just to feel.
Turn the world upside down.
Turn summer into a winter storm.
Fill the bath with mud.
We are told to assist ourselves—
But more furtively than that.
Be reborn at your funeral.
An ill-fated destiny
Builds a makeshift mountain.
Our history is our future.
The dull sparkle blinds my eyes.
So much I love to hate.
I absorb your insults so they roll off my back.
Careless nanoseconds
Affect the cause.
So common is your euphemism,
It hits like a fist, not a feather.
This is just a day among the invisible.