Do Poets Reside on a Mental Spectrum?

    Are we insane to a greater or lesser degree?
    Creativity comes from internal conflicted minds.
    Alcoholics, drug addicts, suicides and everyone.
    We work harder than most. We wring out all meaning
    of each word. Poetry puts us on a very tight budget.
    Life stories can be as short as:
          I lived. I died.
    A bit longer:
          I lived. I loved. I died.
    Getting a bit wordier:
          I lived. I loved. I strayed. Her lawyer ****** me.
          I died. I was buried in a potters field.
    I'd love to go on but I'm in my cups and ready to walk
    my hounds of hell and listen to music and stare at the
    stars and planets and wonder if we poets are stardust.
    When I get home I hope I can remember that thought.