5 July 2025
to the poets, and one by one…
did you come my way at night
while i snatched at sleep and did
not hear or did you come by day
when i was already faded in your light
or did i pour a bath of thought and
enter it with you (in book form
we assume) and turned the pages
one by one then two by two
so hungry for your words to course
through what was left of me
my arteries my veins my heart
my mouth my head my life?