June 30, 2009

Unpublished Blues

No, I am not a poet.
I am a typist,
a scrivener
of experiences which
in my eyes are the most
important.
These words I see, someday
flowing from my fingers, and
alighting innocently on the page,
not knowing of their inherent
beauty,
or the flame they conjure
to the awed reader
who will defend my words
with the zeal of an
evangelical preacher.
I know though, this is not
the case, and I look for solace.