yes, well i suppose i could sit and write volume
after volume
after volume

of neat and tidily organized little boxes of words
containing my thoughts
that some like to call
poetry.

but often i find my thoughts are not so controllable.

oh and i'm sure it would be filled to the brim
with meter
and rhyme scheme
and alliterated consonant sounds
and alliterated vowels

not to mention images and symbols and
dissonant chords and
painfully sharp contrasts.

i could even pretend i'm in love and write passionately about birds, or i could

pretend (?) i'm bored and write about...
...birds