Yet Not Isolate

Poetry monster's no monster at all,
but a mild child pretending to be brave
as the force of his fears terrifies him
poetry monster bares the wounds of hope

uncertainty's a kind of summary
of what we know, of what we do not know,
of what we suspect we will never know,
it's the blanket on which I scribble notes

we, old, are whisps of smoke, puffs of bur…