Poetry keeps me
Up late at night,
Long after I should
Be asleep.
Poetry keeps me
Inspired, to write
Through shallow crap – dig
Down deep.
Poetry keeps me,
My senses alight,
The fruits of awareness are mine
To reap.
Poetry keeps me
At significant height,
Makes me bolder, dares me
To leap.
Poetry keeps me
And I know it is right
Because poetry, too,
I keep.
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