Dear Next Poem

Will you be a warm concoction of words ,
or will you be composed of jargon of nerds ?

will you carry a sarcastic vibe ,
or will you be a rhetoric jibe?

will you be able to carry what I want to express ,
or will you be just a means to impress?

will you be understood literally,
or will you be read between the lines, finally?

will you meet a thunderous applause,
or will they point out some silly flaws?

whatever you may end up being...
you will always be a precious thing
For you are a little part of me
that these words have set free.



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