Tuesday, July 30, 2019

Poem: July 28, 2019

Because

Why write a poem
except to say
that this world and I
exist together?

Why write a poem
except to see
myself seeing the world
and know my place?

Why write a poem
except as a way
of breathing in and
insisting that it matters?

Why write a poem
except to have the time
to say something that
would otherwise be unsaid?

Why write a poem
except to see
meaning in what passes,
to be sure of small things?

Why write a poem
except to leave a trail,
to create an echo, to make
some mark and hope it stays?


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