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the poem
Jimmy Nieto
no one will
read
me
it is too dark
to see the letters
so the words
have no
meaning
no one will
read
poetry
like it is meant
to be read
it has died
in so many
people’s eyes
only a few
can cross
this street
no one knows
me
through me
through each poem
too many metaphors
no rhyme
no punctuation
no capitol letters
I am too small
to write big letters
I am too confused
to help you
understand
me