The Poet and the Poem —Sue Viseth

i am her darling,

the poem that’s died

a thousand deaths

sliced in a whim

as i gasp my last breath

my poet is a murderess,

a ruthless seductress,

killing me, her darling

word by word

piercing melodic prose,

never to be heard

she employs modern warfare:

the dreaded reverse key

and on her worst nights,

she commands: delete all!

it’s a massacre!

the blood of my words

wiped away

as she lives to write

and murder another day!

Scandalous! Read more Sue Viseth

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