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No more (what happens when you are a poet, and thats all you are

by Vikki Owens

I have begun to talk
to people
only through
stanzas
and never opening my mouth
no more.

My mind and tongue have
become disconnected
and I never
say a word
no more.

I've begun to kiss him
with letters
and pens
and never offer
my lips
no more.

I've begun
to write my life
and never live
my life
no more.

02/03/2002

Posted on 02/03/2002
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