i love my poems
so much
i keep them close
so tight
i will not let another love them
so much
i will kill them first
so hard
you cannot have them
my poems
until they are truly written
carved dead
on stone laptops
and refined diamonds
when dead, i will let them go
then you must keep them close
so tight
you must love them
so much
you must let them be loved
so hard
that you can never love again
so my precious poems
will break your heart
with dead art