yesterday I wrote poems just as today

yesterday I wrote poems just as today
I dispense kisses my kisses have become
cheaper poems grow more and more scarce
poems I now write only
when the flower's color hurts me
or when a bat
flying through the night
touches my cheek
I kiss in every season
I kiss those randomly met
students doctors poets
they then write poems about it
just as I dispense kisses
by handfuls
carelessly
rashly