true poet or not
on the blank page
independent of
facile
archaic
cliche
my muse furnishes
the fantasy
with an old-fashioned porch
and
an infinity pool
a rusty sky
a philosopher tomcat
feline
and a pendulum in the background
which
is white noise
not the guardian of time
don't you come in boots
don't bring a measuring tape
nor a spirit level
nor demand
an application in triplicate
in the rail folder
because you see
in this universe
(created specifically by me)
I am
the God of my poems
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