Is a poem, never read, even a poem?
An artist who neither draws nor writes
Is a bird that cannot fly only a bird by anatomy-
An eye, that cannot see, an eye.. ?
I suppose a man that does not kill another
is not a murderer-
So a man who kills in his mind
A jacket, never worn, is hardly a piece of clothing
And a sign, stashed aside, is not a sign.
Is a woman, never loved, still a lover?
Or is she incapable of the like?
Just like This is not a pipe
I’m telling you that I am not alive
But I talk a good game though, don’t I?