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Tautology

I had a body and it was good

until you gave it meaning.

Meaning ruined pleasure

and created it

so ruin creates

and pleasure’s meaning

I didn’t ask for just lived through

a gate that shrieked each time

it opened and on the street

we passed one another

flicking our eyes at then away from

the bodies made boring

by the small clamors that drown out

the one large clamor.

Something in the tree is arguing with the tree?

No that’s just the tree.

Credit


“Tautology” Copyright © 2018 by Ari Banias. Originally published in BathHouse Journal. Used with the permission of the poet.

Author


Ari Banias

Ari Banias is the author of Anybody (W. W. Norton, 2016). He lives in Berkeley, California.

Date Published: 2018-01-01

Source URL: https://poets.org/poem/tautology