MOMENTARY
I cannot pinpoint them
every moment of every day
set them all out
in a grid, on display
for you
to browse through
pass comment on
their lack of of structure
semnlance of
artistry
put quite simply, little
above what you
see is
what you
get
though you saw
but did not get
did not
take anything away at all.
poems 2 die for 
This poem captures the quiet frustration of trying to present one’s inner world—fragmented, constant, deeply personal—only to have it met with surface-level observation. The shift from “you see” to “you did not get” is particularly striking; it speaks to the loneliness of being witnessed without being understood. The form itself—with its broken lines and hesitant spacing—mirrors the very “lack of structure” the poem describes, making the experience felt rather than just stated. A tender, aching piece about the gap between exposure and recognition.
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