Close Reading
Poems created purely to survive a close reading
We must interrogate everything, said
Every poet I have known is writing
The same poem over and over
Every poet thinks he/she is better than Billy Collins
Let me show you how I left out a word
How I crossed the swamp on a trestle
How every story is a hustle
Even interrogate the interrogation, said
Black kettle made from beaten metal
The idea is to never settle
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