you say it doesn't, that's just fine
generic reasons, draw them in
people think, it's all about them
a good poem, makes people think
smearing pages with dry ink
not a waste from where I sit
think the thoughts, make them fit
the one behind the slammed shut door
won't see themselves, in metaphors
but I write them just the same
without fault or naming names
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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