How can a poet rest?
-I reply.

When in love
We write of love,
When in pain
We write of pain,
When someone we hold close,
Dies! We write of death.

When someone leaves
We write of being left,
When in writer’s block
We try to surpass ourselves,
And when we cease to exist
We hope to leave enough poems-
So we won’t need to return
And continue where we’ve left.