I'm over you
Everything is okay.
I'm over myself,
which is certainly
a relief. I'm not
bummed, just me.
Quiet, medium, free.
You're not over me.
You are okay.
You're not over me
because you want
something else that
is like me but not me.
You're free, because
you don't have to deal
deal deal deal deal
with me.
You should be
quiet for a moment,
medium you, and grow
a little, so you, like
me can be a little more
free. See? I can show you
more than merely poems
and I can teach you more
than merely me. This poem
isn't about me, it's about
you. It's about your need to
feel free and your need
for me to teach you. But you
can only teach yourself
how to really feel free.
Write a poem, drink a coffee,
smile, breath. You'll be
over me and really, truly happy.
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