I Saw Myself

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I saw myself and found him there Where poetry’d eluded me.
That’s what was missing –
And that’s what he is.
He is verse and rhyme and as he Phrases, so he punctuates my life with beats.
My heart’s pattern punches out the sound for me…because he made it beat differently.
He made it beat better.
What once…Beat…Erratically…
-and irregularly…with long paused yawning and an early yearning rhythm…
Now beats
Like this
Because
My heart
Now works:
Babbam.
Babbam.
I saw
Myself
And found
Him there.

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