To dissect
A poet
Is to open
His pages and read
Look at his vital organs
How did life
Make him bleed
My autopsy will reveal
Emotionally
Physically
Ironically
Shut the book
And know
This is how I Read
Scribbled out
Crossed out
Left out
This is my autopsy
In pencil and in ink
I've bled
Every word I write.
Bob Jenkens
Bob jenkens author page Kindle Direct publishing
the-magic-composition-book.html?m=1
( if it bleeds it leads)
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