The Reason I Write Poetry
I notice things --
everything.
Then I get
lost in thoughtabout them --
why they're done,how often
and by whom --sometimes
at the mostinopportune times --
during a meetingwith a co-worker,
my tax advisoror the dentist.
And then I feelthe need to
capture my thoughtson paper --
so I won't forget them.And, on most days,
I have just enougharrogance
to share what I'veput into writing
with someone else,perhaps to validate
that I'm, in fact, alive.
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