Besides
there are the less
(the less
than subtle ways)
that I make love to you
through distance
and song:
‘Besides’
by Helen Jane Long.
Poetry is a business,
not art,
and Van Gogh has become
a cliché.
His starry night is studied
by rich men with paychecks.
I am not him.
His lonely sky
can’t be explained.
Neither can mine.
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