Poets

Can I lose myself in the lines of the poets
Wrapped in words of old?
Can I find my heart mixed in with your heart
and mine
and yours
In the lines of a poem,
a sonnet,
a song?
I don’t want to think tonight
I want to drown myself in a sea of ink
losing myself in the words
of the ones who have made it through
Who have seen both the dark and the dawn
And know.
They know.
I know?

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