POEM: MICROPHONE MAIL
She takes her microphone
And cooks a meal
Syrup speakers drip
On pale tongues
Tip the ladder
We all hear
No one is high or low
She takes her microphone
And strikes a deal
Cone coins slip
Into pale hands
Tip the class
To shatter glass
Ceilings won’t limit your high
She takes her microphone
And starts to peel
Excess from our base
So we are flush
Tip the cup
We all need
To spill
I write and think
What message will be best?
To you, the distant friend
When every letter is sent
Every word is sealed
Every paragraph stamped
Intelligence delivers
Our minds to one sight
I pause to follow what I think
You may need to hear
With your eyes, knowing
With your mind, clarity
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She takes her microphone
And strikes a deal
Cone coins slip
Into pale hands
Tip the class
To shatter glass
Ceilings won’t limit your high
I write and think
What message will be best?
I love you , i love
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