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I Said to Poetry
I said to Poetry: "I'm finished
with you.
"
Having to almost die
before some wierd light
comes creeping through
is no fun.

"No thank you, Creation,
no muse need apply.

Im out for good times--
at the very least,
some painless convention.
"


Poetry laid back
and played dead
until this morning.

I wasn't sad or anything,
only restless.



Poetry said: "You remember
the desert, and how glad you were
that you have an eye
to see it with? You remember
that, if ever so slightly?"
I said: "I didn't hear that.

Besides, it's five o'clock in the a.
m.

I'm not getting up
in the dark
to talk to you.
"


Poetry said: "But think about the time
you saw the moon
over that small canyon
that you liked so much better
than the grand one--and how suprised you were
that the moonlight was green
and you still had
one good eye
to see it with


Think of that!"


"I'll join the church!" I said,
huffily, turning my face to the wall.

"I'll learn how to pray again!"


"Let me ask you," said Poetry.

"When you pray, what do you think
you'll see?"


Poetry had me.



"There's no paper
in this room," I said.

"And that new pen I bought
makes a funny noise.
"


"Bullshit," said Poetry.

"Bullshit," said I.
Written by: Alice Walker