poem © Jesús Montero
GROUND ZERO + 11
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What is poetry?
The solution to my puzzles?
A fast track into my heart?
Is it an outlet for my emotions?
Code breaker of my subconscious?
A theurapeutic arrangement of the alphabet?
Is it the expression of my soul?
An unrepeatable moment,
Put into words?
Or is it a cocky monologue
That stabs me in my back?
And escapes.
Running.
To seek comfort
In the ears and lips of others?
poem © Jesús Montero
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