Rented
I don’t own my thoughts. They all are just rented. Some day I’ll invent something that hasn’t been invented.
Running Out of Ideas
Running out of ideas? I’d like some big hairy accomplishments to come running out of ideas.
How to Write a Poem
How to write a poem–I wish I could explain.I just knowit starts to growsomewhere in my brain.
It Would Have Been Easy
If I could have only seenexactly what this year would bringthis would have been easy.I could have locked myself behind a doorand written every poem beforehand.It would have been easy. But this hasn’t been easy.Have you seen how fast time … Continued
Monitor
“Why is my butt crying?”I wondered in my head.Then I remembered I wore the monitorand the crying was in bed.
My Latest Idea
I have about three thousand ideas a dayand only three of them are any good,and one of them is just “we should go to bed now,”so it doesn’t really count.But still, that adds up to quite a few good ideas,and … Continued
Some Days It’s Not
I’m on a roll.Today’s my day,and nothing’s gettingin my way.I’m gaining speed,I’m gaining ground,and wondering whysomedays I’m down.On days that it’s easyto act on my thoughtsit’s hard to rememberwhy some days it’s not.