Thursday, April 3, 2014

3 buried message

so many times
poets send messages
to other people

abusing the talent of their ode

they fling words
carelessly
hoping to hit a target
that's already writhing
in pain

idealizing
from afar

shaking a finger
over and over

hoping to teach
a lesson to
a person who's
in a vastly different
school

writing a truth
that someone can't begin
to accept

much less understand

much less hope
much less sun

(done)


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