After Creeley

After Creeley

I wanted poetry to love me
So
I promised
To
Take it
For a ride
“But you can’t drive”
It said
Then: “For
Chrissake
Look out
Where you’re going”

Author: stevekuusisto

Poet, Essayist, Blogger, Journalist, Memoirist, Disability Rights Advocate, Public Speaker, Professor, Syracuse University View all posts by stevekuusisto