I have said everything.
I have written down everything
You’d like to have ever known.
About anything. Or everything.
I have written it on butter paper.
Strung it across a shell of twigs
Set it alight
And let it afloat
Into the night sky.
How you read it now
Is to your devices.
And to none
Of mine.
(Penned May 6, 2011)
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