Regeneration In Rapid Fire Poem by Julia Luber

Every poem writes another poem. One word slept on
over night, extracted from its first poem, sparks a
whole new poem the next day. Word into sentence,
sentence into language and language into poetry.
Of all things that go into contagious multiplication and
regeneration, like rapid fire, a poem is the best thing to
do so. Except of course, , , , , , , people. People making people
instead of poetry. If only this planet could make new planets
as easily. More space. Better places. More oceans everywhere.