Never Trust a Poet

Never trust a poet to keep your secrets.

They read between the lines

and weave together fragments

creating a story quilt

that can fan flames but also smother them.

Never trust a poet to be discrete.

It’s not in their nature.

They are like parasites

sucking molocules of life

to survive and making them their own

making them into a song

they are compelled to sing.

Never trust a poet not to kiss and tell

telling is all they know

they paint portraits and landscapes

with their bodies, their mouths.

Never trust a poet

even if that poet is you.

4 Comments Add yours

  1. fabie says:

    So true….

  2. cripchick says:

    this is one of my favorite poems, ever. must print now.

  3. theantipoet says:

    I’m stunned. I don’t think I’ve ever seen so many mixed metaphors.

  4. Chris Lemmer says:

    So true and a nice backhanded compliment. But they do more than read between the lines, they grab things out of the ether and weave them together with beautiful words that do not clash phonatically with each other, like musical notes and then somehow manage to embroider a little philosophy into their song.

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