I once met a man
whom I didn't understand.
I wanted clarity,
He didn't want to marry me.
We pondered our thoughts,
And I'm binary.
Hola! I'm back again because your second poem was making me courious. I am once again very impressed by your poem, how you could make a thing that is a million peices in to one little ribbon like this poem. I love how you write this poem and I truly enjoyed time reading this and the other part of this poem.
We reasoned,We concluded:He's fluid,And I'm binary.
This is *not* a reference to gender binary and gender fluid. Not in the slightest. This poem has no connection to that. I say this because I think many people these days only are familiar with those terms because of genders. But binary simply means two options. And fluid means there is a gradient of possibilities in between. In my poem, this is a reference to one person who has a black and white mindset, and to the other person who keeps people in the gray.So in this poem, it has really nothing to do with gender identities at all. The terms binary and fluid don't actually have anything to do with gender unless you put the word "gender" in front of it. This poem was meant to be completely independent of those ideas.It is slightly frustrating to me that readers may not understand the context of my poem. Binary is a number system. I guess fluid would be like the quantum computers.
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