Exposed

I cannot read certain authors

without feeling ashamed.

As if all my flaws are exposed.

 

The gift of writing 

is the double-entendre:

what is said,

what is meant,

the layered lexicography 

of experience,

the masterful placement 

of what fits.

 

I keep reading – pissed, pleased, perplexed.

 

Not to hear the echoes of words,

not to follow the Ariadne thread –

blasphemy.

-Byron Hoot

https://hootnhowlpoetry.com