Missive To Soupers
What did you do in my absence
Did you still write nonsense on a page
And left it as if it was delicious plate
My greed would devour to read
What do you feel when you write
Except your own invisibleness of being
Does it anger you
Are you provoked to inexpressible love
And do you dissolve youurself in the emotion of words
Or are you too afraid to die
A poem must be written with your life
And after it
You cannoot be found again, for love consumes
Everything it breathes upon
I have not existed for years
Not since I was just before thirteen
All they knew of me from then was what I said
And there is this storm in my head
I still cannot shake it out
But you who mess the clean paper up with words
That drizzle your emotion all over the page
Shall not understand the serpent in the cage.
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