Dead Poets

Im dead
My life is hid with christ
God
!?

Poetry
Psalms
Are now pouring out
I am baring my soul
But nobody responds

You are nobody

........

I buried a memoir
Of miss plath
Deep in my mind
In my heart
I knew
She did not commit
A crime

I knew the real 
Culprit
Who was responsible
He goes by different names
An angel in disguise
A demon in the drink

She couldnt sleep
But the babies could
Daddy
Father of lies
That old shoe

The lying, cheating scoundrel
Of you

........

She dated a man
Who told her such lies
That poetry
Was a foolish thing
But he could never write
Such brilliance

........

David turned love 
Into a psalm
When he was far from God
And couldnt pray
Numbered 56
Was useless at titles

.....
Robin williams
Again
Another william
Shakespeare
Wordsworth
Blake

All dead

Poets.