Sister Poetry

Insert the needed commas⠀
where my lines rush, headlong,⠀
toward the meaningless!⠀
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From the potpourri of my experience⠀
form stanzas⠀
to give order and design.⠀
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Replace those milk-weak similes⠀
with metaphors⠀
of some strong vintage.⠀
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Scratch hyperboles.⠀
select, instead, the lean⠀
(and jarring) truth.⠀
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Rhyme me away from bouncing jingles⠀
till a strong iambic underflow⠀
lends grace.⠀
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And when a statement’s ended—⠀
please—no-run-on⠀
just a clean and quiet close.⠀
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If, like Moses’ sculptor, then,⠀
you strike the page, demanding,⠀
“Speak!”⠀
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I’ll ask instead,⠀
that YOU, YOURSELF, might⠀
read my lines aloud!