I think I’m a poet, not a writer
Because I write thought-to-page.
Because what’s in my brain
Goes on the page.
There’s actually not much thought involved.
This morning I spent two and a half hours trying to piece together something I’d written stream of consciousness.
And no matter how hard I tried
It just wouldn’t make sense.
Mismatching puzzle pieces forced together.
And I should have just posted the thing as it was.
But I’m a poet perfectionist
And I wanted it to make SENSE.
But it was like my brain didn’t have the capacity to organize my thoughts.
It could just think.
So I think I’m a poet.
I didn’t even know it.
I thought I was a writer.
But a poet seems right-er.
The one thing I know well-
Only time will tell.
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