This poem is not about me
This poem is not about me,
or you, or us, or anybody,
or anything shared amongst
anyone. This poem is not
about space or loss or time;
this poem is not a poem,
and I am not the speaker,
and you are not you.
This poem is not a poem,
or a journal entry, or a confession,
or an extradition; you are
not a priest, I am not
a confessor, and there is no reader
to speak of.
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But, honestly, I love this not-poem! Bravo!