To poetry
guarding chickens
and chronicling crisis in Cleveland
To poetry
fighting back sleep
in a factory of miscarried dreams
To poetry
fighting for justice
with hashtags and cameraphones
To poetry in caves
gathering people like fire
To poetry in Halls
gathering children like home
To poetry
that is loud and activating,
To poetry
that is quiet and contemplative,
To poetry
that is honest and brutal
To poetry
that is tongue in cheek
To poetry,
in all shapes, colors, sizes
forms and meters
To poetry,
and to all of us
who are full of it
May 7, 2015
May 7, 2015 at 8:02 PM UTC
To poetry
guarding chickens
and chronicling crisis in Cleveland
To poetry
fighting back sleep
in a factory of miscarried dreams
To poetry
fighting for justice
with hashtags and cameraphones
To poetry in caves
gathering people like fire
To poetry in Halls
gathering children like home
To poetry
that is loud and activating,
To poetry
that is quiet and contemplative,
To poetry
that is honest and brutal
To poetry
that is tongue in cheek
To poetry,
in all shapes, colors, sizes
forms and meters
To poetry,
and to all of us
who are full of it
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