THE POET PASSES (II)

So you write of love and death

and the changing of the

seasons, how you

have to take your chances

and forever regret them,

until death.

And then, one day,

you are out of love

and soon

you are out words.

And, finally, you

are out of days.

And that is

how it goes,

for poets.

03.06..2023

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