Dear poem,

When will you knock?
What color aura will you have?
Will you play an instrument?
What will your voice be like?
Will you like pink flamingos?
Will you be afraid of mice?
Will you be a Preacher?
Will you campaign for human rights?
Andy Warhol was a fake, you know
no artist should get others
to do the hard work for him
I don’t know your opinion on that
Will you play scrabble with me?
Will you be my love
or just abandon me
just as we’re getting started?
                                                    yours truly