I have been writing for a while
just on impulse – I burnt my file
there isn’t much to it
somehow I just do it
I admit as a poet
I often blow it.
It doesn’t really matter
surprisingly it makes things better
as each and every poem
consists of a flexible foam
but I’m guilty of the one crime
to try too hard for a clever rhyme
sometimes, not really all the time
sometimes I even break the rule
and I hope that that’s cool
sincerely,
your anarchist fringe poet