Eventually poetry had wanted to
individualize the voice of being
by becoming the most secretive
of all the arts really ancient scary
in its foraging pillaging and patching
up the past but once its letters
had imprisoned all the words
it became seductive and reactive
wonder and reverence nearly driven
from the murmurs of the world
and now turned into text
its moving lips
cannot speak or breath
or reach across to
you and kiss your dangling mouth.
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