Intrinsic Worth

A poem is unsalable.
It can’t perform a single task.
Don’t ask it to tell a story
It will lead you on an odyssey.
Don’t ask it to light a fire,
It might just start an inferno.
Don’t ask it to build a birdhouse,
It’ll sing like the head of a nail.
Don’t ask it to seal a sundeck,
It would rather rot in the rain
And leap from the sun.

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