I am a greedy goblin gobbling great perspectives,
a sneaky thief, sweeping in silent as the wind,
no creaky hinges will stop me as I move inches
pushing forward, moving towards worlds of words
as a dreamer, poet, lover, and thought explorer.

Like a ninja in the night, I wait and listen
for the whispered ideas most are missing,
to devour each tasty flower that nourishes and empowers
my artist heart for seconds, minutes, and hours.

I am selfish because I wish to taste the tastiest poetic dishes,
and let the flavor linger on my tongue,
taking the lines and savoring each one
cause they are so terribly delicious.
Till the meal is done and it is my turn to cook up
a thought, line, verse, or rhyme that another will love.