To The Poets on DUP

Reading their words from afar… they do not know it,
But I wish and long to be inside of their head or world.
What is it that makes you write? The way that you fit
The words so perfectly together like they are curled
Around every wisp of smoke and the spark that ignites
A fire. They help me feel less alone in a big world that
Sometimes feels cold. The way they help all the nights
Become brighter and less dark. They are like the flat
And forlorn dreams that become more possible after
Being forgotten about for a long time. Names that are
Like friends and friends. There is much needed laughter.
You make look to the sky for guidance like the North Star.