one poem at a time
I the writer and you the listener.
Quiet now.
Do you hear me reading it to you?
Do you see me leaping from the page
to hold your ear wide open as I whisper
my poem or shout my poem or simply
let the poem out of my body into yours?
You are different as soon as you hear it.
I am different as soon as you hear it,
even in death.
No matter how many there were before me,
you are a virgin to my poem and my poem is hot for you,
my poem wants you more than anything,
my poem is the slut of the century for sure.
You are different as soon as you hear it.
I am different as soon as you hear it,
even in death.
No matter how many there were before me,
you are a virgin to my poem and my poem is hot for you,
my poem wants you more than anything,
my poem is the slut of the century for sure.
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