I Dreamed I Gave The Last Poetry Reading

I Dreamed I Gave The Last Poetry Reading

I Dreamed I Gave The Last Poetry Reading 512 512 Charlie Hensler

And my words, as they entered the air,
became laughter, and rose with the crowd’s
laughter, until the room gave in to laughing—
a bottomless laughter, a sea of laughter driven
by helpless relief, as if all we could know, all we could say
shook free from the struggle, the grip of words, as if
the tangle-kneed, many voiced beast who crowded
our door, unappeased, had departed.
At first, a silence. Then, a breeze.

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