Where did your rhyme go, Poet?
Where’s your slick talk hidden within a few lines,
Where did your rhyme go?
Where’s that beat of a wild heart full of utterances, dope messages to exclaim?
Where oh where have you gone after connecting identity to a name?
And where is your audience, have you abandoned them?
Breathe.
Keep going, Poet.
Out with your chest.
Up with your chin.
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