A Metaphysical Poem. Share your thoughts?

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I was scalping Andre Breton
For money and intel
When I woke in an angry river
Clawing for dear life
On a limb
Called Obtuse

And I couldn't see it

It spoke to me
In a snapping of twigs
It said 'I have a family'

It said
'Eliot is Obtuse
And so are Irish Catholics
In their own way'

Obtuse paused, as if to rest
Then cracked a final wooden phrase
'And never forget it
The mirage
is
Obtuse--
it hides
the sand'

I nodded wordless
Slackened grip
Back
Into angry current

And melted

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I like this
it is
obtuse

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