Spiral rainbow


I refuse to become a gutter poet
to be noticed
by a handful of intellectuals
that will forget me tomorrow
being unpublished
is an honor of the honest kind
poetry is my personal investigation
into my dilemma
the dilemma I share with millions of others
what on earth then makes me indulge
in an elitist kind of suffering inside my head

I give you words
you give me attention
I see you
you hear me
can you reach me
can I feed you
or the other way around
traveling from town to town
homewards bound
with no frown or crown