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An Ode to Amateur Poetry | A Poem by Catherine Howe

Seeping through clean pages
Again, you see me naked.
Cruel and attentive, mine
Again, you leave me naked
And blind to solace.

As always, you tend to this,
Broken heart of mine,
And make it yours, unclean
Again, you leave me empty
And deaf to true tones.

Words, mean everything and
Nothing, all at once,
Where I stand alone, unkind
You submerge me, weightless,
Drowning in you.

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