Untitled Poem

By Paola Martell

you sound so nice

i want to put you on repeat
can i place you in a record player
make you into a music sheet
you speak so softly
i want to read you front to back
can i write a book about you
turn you into the literature i lack
you feel so gentle
i want to plant you in my garden
can i make you into a flower
watch your roots row and harden
but you look so sad
i did none of the things i wished for
can you come back
bring me another piece of paper,
this one tore

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