I only believe in facts

I only believe in facts, he said,

As if facts are something you can pin down,
like a butterfly in a box,
numbers in a trainspotter’s notebook,
or a stamp in an album;

I find that the most exciting facts
wriggle;
Argue with you;
Turn around just when you thought you had them tamed
and give your fingers a nasty nip.

I like facts that fight back,
that – when you see them alongside new, fresh facts (just caught) –
have to be thought
about again.

I like facts that are dark, matter
most because of their uncertainty,
fall down the cracks between other facts,
are blurred, smudgy, indistinct.

I only believe in facts, he said,
as if they are on or off;
but  facts can be
wet or dry, loud or quiet, smooth or rough.

It just depends on where you stand
and how you handle them.

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