Another poem about poetry I'm afraid. How droll. No one really wants to know or cares but in case there's someone out there who does....
A Short Poem About Poetry
It's not so much
A matter of trochee
Or synedoche
Not that they're
Inconsequential
But I primarily
Care how a poem
Falls on the inner ear
Whether composed
While walking the dogs
Around the block
Or at home alone
With Artie Shaw
In the background
For me
Words unspoken
By the breath
Carry the purest
Possible sound
That I can only
Hear when I write
Them down
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