Not all of my poems break me. And they don’t all bleed me.
Some are reality, some are artifice, most are a combination.
All are what I call “Craft”:
Using One’s unique voice to tell a story only THAT PERSON could tell in a deliberate way [that’s “all One’s own”].
All parts of craft can always Grow. Change. Improve. Morph. Enhance. Develop. Widen. Deepen. Focus. Multiply. Effervesce.
Isn’t it wonderful!