Poet For Hire
I tell you things
Only a poet would understand
I’m pouring out my heart
To this stranger in the park, how surreal is this,
you know me better than my mother ever will
Even though we met
70 seconds ago
You’re an interpreter, sifting my broken words onto paper,
I can’t think.
For some, thoughts are clearer in print,so
You’re bringing my utopia to life
with ink.