I would like to be a poem

I would like to be a poem

Not a snapshot of my story

But a picture in words

A little melodious

a bit liminal

and a lot decadent

Nothing typed or printed

but splashed across the page

by inked hands

and an occasional tear

Scratched onto parchment

to the sound of a crackling fire

and a thunderous storm

To be slipped in between the pages

of an old book

one that tells the story of a poet

To be recited by someone

in the throes of youth

discovering their love of prose

Yes

I would like very much

like to be a poem