I will not lie to you -
this poem is bare.
There is no deeper meaning,
no syllable counts,
and no perfectly planned stanzas.
There is no hidden message,
no underwire,
and no witty play on words.
I have not chosen my words
carefully.
Rather, I have sprayed them
bombastically across the page,
hoping they will somehow
find their way to each other.
And if these confused words happen
to qualify as poetry,
I would be so grateful -
because that would mean
that I have something
out of nothing
just as words have made something
out of me.
© Celine Hatting
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Matriculated 2014
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