The poets
will not help you
unravel your
mysteries
They will not
absolve you
of your guilt
Like magpies
they will thieve
your grief
rifle through
your practice
your assignations
looking for clues
They will sit
at your table
uninvited, seducing words
from your lips
like solicitous
children seeking favor
And what they leave behind
they will not vet
for accuracy
they are only interested
in the truth
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