Cobys anthology


7. How I read a poem


I take the poem and drug his water

I strap him to the chair

Get my tools ready for the answer

I take it easy and put him on laughing gas..

He still doesn't spill the answer I'm looking for.

I bring out the butterfly knife and stabbed in slowly

While he tells me the secret to the poem.

I ask one more time…

He finally tells me what I was looking for.

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