"Gotta job as a nanny!"
"Maybe they'll hire me as a butler"
"Butler and nanny always live
in close quarters"
He raises and eyebrow suggestively
"I love flirting with poets
"Indeed my dear, indeed.
We are a flirtatious, passionate creature"
"But we're also dramatists
and prone to murder and suicide"
"Yes, some may look down on our kind,
but goddamn, we ain't boring"
"The first time I read Bukowski,
it was like I rediscovered
some part of myself
that was missing
or that I'd hidden away
either consciously or subconsciously
I might have to write that down.
"Love when that happens"
That's one thing i love about talking to poets.
Conversations often turn into writing"
"Simple Ideas morph into insolent dreams.
There's my freeverse snippet of the day"
"A good poet may exaggerate,
but is no liar"
and exaggeration is like getting high,
makes everything better.
"Love is our strongest muse"
It's the most vital element to human life;
brings our greatest highs and deepest lows"
"The cool thing about dating poets
is that they don't give a care
if you get
caught up with someone else
and by caught up
"The white gown
drapes over your succulent frame
like a dress of beauty.
Your hair, rusty orchid
in the shade of the picture,
cascades down smooth cheeks
the hand can die happy
having once caressed."
"That was my mom's wedding dress.
I like rusty orchids,
and the Shakespearian ending
was a harpsichord
a saunter around my affection for the dead
I once was
came again to the meter of memory
an escapist serenade"
"Where does time go
when poets commerce?"
"Onto the paper"