Poetry

A Poet I am not.  Not in the sense that I write poetry.  Maybe wandering with a funny hat, or sleeping on the ground, or writing notes to girls or animals that appear or disappear and I am not astonished at all.  I used to carry apples.  Does that make me a poet?  My friends said it made me an asshole.  Ha!

This is only to say that my poetry is marginal at best.  Try to be kinder to my words than my ego.