BE COMPARED

you are a
philosopher of
smoke rings
and bubbles
cartographer
of a postage stamp
geographer of
your back yard
physicist
of residue of
a Chinese cracker
chemist of
tiny household
speck

and why did you do you
find ideas so scary?
why do words
reduce you
to nervous wreck
you said you are my author
everything I am
due to you
thanks to your golden
sperm which
gave me life
son (as man) never
to be compared to
father (as god)

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