some poems are not found
on the lips
or the hands
some poems don’t
want to be found
so they live
in metaphors that most people
don’t notice, like
the back of a throat
caught in some flem

but i
found the places
you hide

and i’m going to write your beauty
into this

there are poems
in your cough

you are quiet poetry
and i wouldn’t mind
finding all your hiding spots

a person like me writes about
a person like you.

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