a poet doesn’t fear
a poet doesn’t fear
blindness
since darkness was and is
an unwavering companion
a poet doesn’t fear
abandonment
take a slice of me when you go
and i will write myself better
a poet doesn’t fear
deafness
since silence has carried him
through countless
metallic archways of night
no it is not these things –
a poet fears only
that his heart will go out
still full of ink
-Robbie Woods