She’s highly intelligent
but for some odd reason
she thinks me a poetic genius
and I remain remiss
as to explain
this genuine stroke of good fortune
shining on me
in the face of disaster
when I’m vain enough
to call myself poet
she nods approvingly
I wonder why
but I don’t worry
I just commit
to enjoy the moment
as it all unfolds
and in the midst of chaos
she is a reason
to maintain the faith
9-22-01
Poetic Chaos
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Celebrations of poets take place all the time. We rock!
at this point I think I'm
at this point I think I'm more roll than rock