Why I Write Poetry

When it’s late
and I’m tired
I write poems

When my eyes ache
and my ears hurt
I write poems

When my gums pulsate
and my life is critical and hard to deal with
I write poems

When I’m ready to run away from it all
and the waters under the Golden Gate Bridge  looks refreshing
I write poems

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