Of Visions n Memories

I Struggle To Master The Life Of A Poet The World Of Rows Of Words The Monosyllabic Titles Spat From A Poet’S Tongue. My Brain Clenched In A Haze In The Short Minutes Before Midnight Sore From Laborious Changes Of Several Rewritings And Rewritings “The Story Of A Poet’S Life.” My Inspirations! A Snatch Of Melody From Out Of The Night Or Private Words Accidently Overheard Something I Caught A Glimpse Of Nearby Or In The Distance And In Those Many Words We Borrow A Diagnosis Of Each With Accents Wrong Probably. Words Siphoning Through The Ears In A Confusion Of Options As If Such Gatherings Were Needed. This Is My Life Of Make-Believe A World Of Unconfirmed Uncontrolled Direction “This Life Of The Poet.”