a poet's tools can't be sharpened
unless the skin is in decay
even a gasp
can mark a turning point
direction zero
is the best roadmap
when you lift
bend your knees
wear your pen
like a revolver
listen for the agony
& leave clarity for mathematicians
travel light
on multiple planes
don't worry if you're wrong
you'll have the last word
--- e b bortz
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