Random prompt too bad!

[CRNDLSM]

Write a meta poem.  A poem that includes itself, or is about itself.  If it isn't too much... Thanks!!

[Mark A Becker]

Open Letters 

Don’t expect us to talk, or make any sound,
though we're open letters, we like it quiet
down here, where we’re written down.

Whenever you want to, come on around,
(there's no need to speak) these letters relate   
without making a sound.

We’re really that easy, not a bad crowd,
we're good friends to the letter,
right here, written down.

Drop by unannounced,
that’s never a bother, we’ll listen
real well, and we won't make a sound.

If you really must, then read us aloud,
though we like it much better,
right here, written down.

There’s no hidden meaning, here to be found,
we’re just open letters, we don't make a sound;
there's no right or wrong here
where we’re written down.

[TranquillityBase]

Down, where the moon
spins softly, my scrawl
tastes the white doom
deep inside where I crawl.

Into its winter perfection
I toss an army of flaws
hunters made of rejection
riding the range, outlaws

where white laws rule.
Our hearts may be black
but your brain is the tool
that carves us out of lack.