I don’t pretend to be more than I am
I never studied the craft
and I don’t buy poetry books
I don't think I'm a poet
and these aren’t poems, really
These are just random,
These are just random,
silly,
mostly incoherent musings—
simple ramblings
and outbursts of feelings
Things from inside my wicked self
Things from inside my wicked self
My heads
(yes, there are two)
and this heart
speak like this
I’m no poet,
but I write.
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