I am a poet, but you wouldn't know it
if you saw me on the street.You'd probably
see the backpack which I always carry around
and my torn up jeans with my graphic tee and think
college kid. Well you'd be right. That bag is not
filled with the things you'd think though. I have books
of course but not school books. I have novels, chap books,
magazines, and notebooks. You wouldn't think I was
a poet. Unless you saw me inspired, notebook in hand
pen to paper furiously scribbling, thoughts, capturing
moments, or maybe you'd know I'm a poet if you saw me
drunk on the T, gin in hand staring awestruck out the window,
pondering on what life has to offer.