Poet

Poet in the Streets

What exactly is a poet?

Is it someone who takes god’s words

And puts them to paper?

Someone who isn’t plagued by words

But gifted by them?

 

So when you say

I am a poet

I wonder,

But am I really?

I feel more plagued by words

Destined to get them out of my body

By spilling ink on paper

Or by speaking poison words

 

It’s like I can’t be bothered with emotion

And it’s can’t be bothered with me

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