A Poem Says to the Poet
A Poem Says to the Poet
“Hi, Poet,” says the Poem, “what am I to you?”
“You are,” says the Poet, “the language of my heart.”
“Well,” says the Poem, “I must say your heart has spoken remarkable language lately.
You described being in a funnel cloud of fear, then a tsunami of sadness, followed by
a neverland of despair, all in a few of my lines. You did settle into an easy chair of contentment
in the end, but you put me through a lot. I think you should see a therapist.”
“Poem,” says the Poet, “that’s why I have you.”
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