Self(ish): A series of haikus to whoever you are

I’m a selfish thing—

I draw connections between

Myself and poets.

I’m a grand artist

To draw these tenuous lines,

Erase barriers.

As if I don’t know

They wrote for themselves, putting

Themselves on the page.

But I could be wrong.

I’m reaching out to you now.

You. Yes, I mean you.

Not so selfish now

To think they, like me, could put

Two selves on one page.

They did not know me,

I may never have met you,

And yet, here we are.