I can’t be no poet
I can’t risk the disgruntled american readers
waiting around to hear some jamming poetic vise of learning living being around this world


I aint got no advice
I aint got no voice


you aint hearin me
I said, you don’t be hearin me


muffled masks of interrupted thoughts


she aint hearin me
I said, she can’t be hearin me


I aint got no chords anymore


the nurses, they stole them when she was born
now she sings so sweetly
I said, she be singin so sweetly
make the waves come rolling back


I can’t write no poetry
shit

I aint nobody
I just sittin here
twiddling these here keys
as if they got a pulse
I say, they got to have a thump in each stroke


cause she be singing in tune every time I type


it aint gonna happen
she can't take my words


but she will


cause I aint no poet


and never gonna be.


06/13/2007
Posted on 06/13/2007
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