Conspiracy Poem by Michael Ardizzone

Conspiracy

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I have a creeping suspicion
that life is a collection of no
in a container of yes.

I have a certain superstition
that involves truth (death's ally)
where truth is seen as an unlucky end.

And all the conspiracies
are coincidences to each other
mutually exclusive in their bumbling

A chance once had
is broken by truth (death's minion)
and mended by belief.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Joseph Daly 19 August 2007

This has a sonnet qualit t it wherr the reader could almost inser teir own lines after the second stanza. A wonderful piece of writng Michael. I am glad that you have posted on this site.

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