Does it count to write like this?

Commas and spaces, hitting enter

Whenever I like.

Does that make this poetry?

Am I now a writer?

Can’t anyone just type like this,

Spilling out their thoughts,

No editing, no revising, just typing?

What does it matter, none of this

Will bring you back to me.

I could fill pages and pages,

Replacing gleaming white with

Black dripping ink,

And you still won’t come back to me.