Oct 132014

by Addison


I am not a writer, blah, blah, blah,

crap, no;

not a lover, ooh la la!

hell, no;

not an artist, bravo!  bravo!

heavens, no;

not a philosopher, well, well, well,

ee gads,  no,

I would be a fool to say so

and an idiot to think so,

damn right,

and the same as all the rest

to act so.

Not this, not that,

keeps me at my word

as anything more so

is a lie

and puts me where

my creative juices

never want to be,

your world,

the life sucking gravity

of your definitive world.

Mum’s the word.