Joseph Farley

Worming In

Poetry is
an oily thing
that slips out
from pen or tongue.
It twists. It turns.
It makes everything
more or less or none.
The danger is
you’ll listen.
Rare chance that,
it’s true,
but words find
a way in,
and once inside
are very hard
to get rid of.

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