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A poem is an uninvited guest

breezes in and opens its suitcases

uninhibited, gets under the skin

and just refuses to leave.

The only way to pacify the crying

child is to push it out

on to the paper. And you are a poet.



To a poet,

a poem is an uninvited guest

breezes in and opens its suitcases

uninhibited, gets under the skin

and just refuses to leave.

The only way to outsmart the learned

child is to push it out

on to the paper. Now you are a sucker.



To a suckered poet

a poem is an uninvited guest

breezes in and opens its suitcases

uninhibited, gets under the skin...

Better luck next time.



vcm

mid 1995

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Ruth Lovejoy's picture

really great piece

poetvg's picture

beautiful poem