If I Wrote A Poem

If I wrote a poem
that no one read,
would it matter at all,
All the things I’d said?

All the thoughts I’d formed
inside my head,
scribbled on napkins
just to leave on the train.

Think of the travels taken
on trains of thought,
then watched melt from letters caught
in the condensation of a window pane.

If I wrote a poem
that no one read,
would it matter at all,
all the things I’d said?

Spoken out loud
when no one was around
to hear it,
did it make a sound?

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