Poem, little poem,
would you please just write yourself?
Poem, little poem,
time to put you on the shelf.

April’s halfway done,
and I am wearing out.
If you could help this once,
I would tell no one about
your kindness…

Poem, little poem,
please don’t make me beg and plead.
Poem, little poem,
if you write yourself, I’ll read.

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Today’s meta prompt came from napowrimo.net: write a poem that addresses itself or some aspect of itself. Can you tell I wrote it late at night? On April 15?