In response to S's latest poem....
What Poems Should Do
Make me cry, make my
eyes burn and pool with salt
as the tide of words
goes in and out.
Make me laugh, delight me
with a new image, a new
word, or an old old thing
made somehow new again.
Make me blush, blood
rushing to my cheeks
and other, lower places,
words that tease and touch.
Make me write, above all
make me think, set my mind
in motion. Make me respond
to your words with my own.
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