If I write in prose, am I a poet?
I am now
Deal with it, because I cannot deal with you
I find it harder and harder to come up with new things to write
I find it harder and harder to focus on a singular topic
That isn't the one I lost
That isn't sadness
That isn't what's been said a million times better in a million different ways
at least I try, right?
trying is what eventually leads to something
This isn't even a poem anymore this is just me writing
Oh well.
One last night always ends the same way.