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.