Contents of My Poetry Notebooks I don’t like to rhyme
all of the time
I just like to habitate
the pages
of my notebook
with craftily arranged ink.

Perhaps it will make you think
perhaps it will make you feel
if that happens, good deal

Maybe I’ll write something clever
Maybe I’ll sever
the status quo
who knows,
maybe it’ll sound pretty too

Or maybe it will just be
unenlightened words
stupid ink
that couldn’t be contained
in my brain
no more.

These poetries
my heart created them
my brain relocated them