I had these horrible
nightmarish dreams
enough to raise me up from my pillow!
Mixing together
Analogies of novels
short stories
and just what are these things
called poems?
I liken a novel to jelly
the kind that is loose
melts across a piece of toast
I liken a short story to jam
large chunks of firm eruptions
great big pieces of tasty flavor
I liken a poem to conserve
emulsifying many thick textures
small and tiny bits of rarities to savor
I wonder at the minds behind the poems
I wonder at what point that mind comes in
I wonder at what point that mind goes out
Do we need to pull that mind into ours
to feel
to touch
to experience a poem's true meaning
who is the writer
what does it matter
to us
to them
nightmarish dreams
put them
down
into
washing machines
through its agitation
spin cycle
rinse
spin cycle
stop
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