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Poem, listen to me
Why are so much like the wind
I cannot tell how you come
Or where you will go
Tell me, where have you been?

Feelings like ice melted into words
By fires of thought
My thought was only a friction of words
I did not on purpose make the fire.

My friends are annoyed 
With the wild company you keep
Tropes all of them
And we just wanted meaning
To know the world with nothing between

I have been searching for words
In the essence of things ... ever since he spake
And reality sprang up ... including trees
Before whose majesty I tremble at the knees

Poem, listen, why are so profound?
My friends say you are deep
You know they mean you are complicated
And I have nothing to do with it
I am a simple mind abused by every language

What kind of mother would abandon her child
Amidst the awe and thunder of lightning
My manhood is forged without milk
I am fed on inadequacy's inebriating wine

Who are you, anyway, poem
Cogitating like an old philosopher
Playing with metaphors like a boy
Will play with his girl in the park
Running around the frightened larks
Your fractured feathers limp in my silence

My heart has taken a thousand flights with you
Where tornadoes bend the soul until its taut
Then like a guitar string I sing my pain
Into the cup that takes joy to the world

Poem, how do you turn my feelings into words
When I have no tongue
Since SS. Jesus brought Babel to my shore
For how many pieces of silver is my culture sold
Who told you worth thirty pieces of gold?

Poem, you must listen to me
I have been listening you all my life
Like coming footsteps on evening pavement
Like the snore of waves upon the shore
Retire me to simplicity, the way we were before
I saw the flaming sword and cried ever since

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