Monday, February 18, 2013

Why I Write, Part x+171: A Dog and a Poet

I never understood “artists” who are always on the grind
For more of what store clerks and pizza boys find.
I'm as commercial as a slight breeze, and almost as driven.
I'm a dog and a poet. That's the mind I've been given.
I don't spend effort chasing “that story,” “that rhyme.”
I'm just looking to flavor (or waste) lots of time.

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