How Weightless/ Words Are When Nothing Will

If That Voice That You Created That Is Most Alive In The Poem Isn't Carried Throughout The Whole Poem, Then I Destroy Where It's Not There, And I Reconstruct It So That That Voice Is The Dominant Voice In The Poem.

How Weightless/ Words Are When Nothing Will Do.

I'm Afraid We Live At The Mercy Of A Power, Maybe A God, Without Mercy. And Yet We Find It, As I Have, From Others.

I Find You In These Tears, Few, Useless And Here At Last. Don't Come Back.

The Irony Is, Going To Work Every Day Became The Subject Of Probably My Best Poetry.