A Poet's Chemistry
My poetry starts with nicotine.
After awhile I mixed in alcohol.
Catholicism is a main ingredient.
Puberty is a wicked mix of Absinthe.
Next I add a father broken from war.
My mom could be friend or betrayer.
I had to maintain a delicate balance
between being real or just amusing.
Amusing is easy. Real is impossible.
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