Tryer trying
To story a poem
Makes up names
In a phone book
When called
They answer
And hello
Collapses
How do you do doer
How do you live
Because becauser
It’s been a while
Not so lives
Are threatened
No one hurt in here
By poetry silence
But the quiet
Opposite of bell
Or bell rung so fast
It has no opposite
Don’t you know
Aren’t you adapted
To already
Being
Waking up waker
Always tomorrowly
How many are you
Party
Like a poem’s poet
Enough’s enough
To say too many
No one
Needs such
Excess necessity
Under hats
More hats
But less hattier
Lesshead