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Jan 2014
I may not be good for much in this world which seems to have forgotten us
but armed with a handful of words
I am capable of feats
most people couldn't begin to imagine
I talk to a lot of younger kids
and they say
I want to be a writer
like you are trying to be
and I say to them
are you sure?
because every form of art isolates us from humanity
writing especially
and the rejections pile up faster than the bills and calls from collection agencies
and the doubt brings you down to rock bottom
ever held a knife against your own throat?
one slash away from a restful eternity
and if you think you can do it -
more power to you
but just know
that we're in the jungle
and I might be your friend
but it's just as likely that I get hungry
and cannibalize you
because the market is flooded
and I don't need any more competition
not much of a poem, I know. But I'm feeling that good competitive drive which I've been missing lately. It's good to demand what you think is yours, and sometimes you have to knock a lot of people off of the ladder above you to reach the top. All is fair in love and words.
Harry J Baxter
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Harry J Baxter  Richmond
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