or,
is it housed inside emotive
phrases?
is it through years
of being forced to read
literature that will be of benefit
to your future but; hesitate
to touch any soda pop art
at present?
the truth is there is no answer
because by the time you realise
what your poetic journey —
holds, its weight becomes
a casualty equal to shylock
and his pound of unrequited
flesh — each time you scribe
a piece of you is released
— by the time you are ready
to pass the last morsel
of your soul will be
lost inside of a zephyr
— that will never allow
for it to touch
an earth not ready
to receive a fuelled
piece of — stardust.

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