“Poor Fool” by Shelby Hotz

Why do you do

What you do to you?

Why do you run

You’re dull knife through?

The knife isn’t blunt

And neither are you

But it is dull

As is the person to whom

It belongs

It is no use to you

So why do

What you do

To you?

The hole in her stone

Tells the truth

On its own

It’s a hole where she

Did feel all alone

So I used my knife

Though it is dull

To fill the hole

Through the middle of

Her stone

And the piper played through

And the flute sang true

Of the girl with the stone

And the knife that ran through

Did the piper see who?

Did the piper see through?

The hole?

He saw the truth

That the knife was dull

As was the person

Whom it belonged to

Her hole was too small

He was not to go

In

So he used his dull knife

To cut his way through

Let go

Let go

No, he said, no

I want to be in you

And the piper played through

And the flute sang true

Of the girl with the stone

And the knife that ran through

Poor fool

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