Don’t call me a writer, or a poet.
This comes easy to some people. They get to own it.
I sit down at my keyboard and bleed.
Red words and too much of a single pulsing idea-
That’s not what you want to hear.
Don’t call me your idol or your hero.
I’ve calculated that road and it adds up to zero.
I’m not a hero. They get up and go to work every day-
I sit down at my keyboard and don’t know what to say.
Silence is golden apart from when you have bills to pay;
-But that’s not what you want to hear.
Don’t call me a genius or even vaguely smart.
I don’t even know how to spell the word ‘art’.
These are not words, and this is not a poem.
I bet when I hit ‘delete’… That will show them.