Poem While They Bang On The Wall
Anything could be the subject of a poem.
The true poem is a poem about life, because
there is only one poem and that poem is life.
I admire anyone who reads poetry of any
truth and depth of meaning, as well as
those that read mine.
Banging on the cement wall
I went downstairs to see…
they were installing tile art…
…beautiful…but it takes some
pounding…which feels like this
time in my life, being shaped into
a final product or just a finality.
So I wanted to keep writing through
the pounding, which has been my life
in any case.
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