When does it stop
Being a poem and start being real
For the poet it is all real - it is what
Stops her or him from taking a dive
Into a shallow pond - once done no
Poem can ever be written - thus the poet
Does not - still he or she can't help but
Wonder how good the darkness would
Feel - you asked me why I don't have
My creations full time: the answer is now
Available to you
He knows and in his anger he would've
Used all my poems against me - and that is
Not what my poems are for -
How does one defend against their own creations -
How does one deny their own creations?
