This Is Not Poetry

Wouldn’t it be

such a bore


we all followed

the same format?

Leave it to the documents,


and reports.


Poetry is not

bureaucracy, it changes

as emotions do.


As art changes.

As humankind changes.

As the world changes.


That is life.

You may not agree

but why do we seek to create strife

with those who see




Holding On

I cling to your old coat

like must

and thumb the cuff where your pulse would be.