Trust

Trust me to do something proper
Find a word from the dark wastes
Causing the night’s hidden poem
To come out from sleep’s depths.

You cannot trust me all the time
To find the right word in thought
From an array of potential words.
I may pick word in a wrong alley.

Trust like the poet that your life
Is delivered to the right address.
If not , in case of wrong delivery
Just impersonate somebody else.

(After reading a poem Trust by Thomas R.Smith)

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