there's enough poets to bury the sun

[billy]

I only write at night
usually in silence
or whatever
the weather gives me i really like how this line acts as many. i also like the impression of the weather giving

always the same tricks:
love would making these single worded lines italic so they pop?
how I miss it
when I have it
lust
because I'm human
and aging
hate
for myself and my own
kind
philosophy
I know almost nothing
and believe in less
weather
because I thought
I was writing poetry
and what is it without
a mention of
wind, rain, sun and is 'and' needed?
the moon never looks real
to me
and it's not

like a babbling child
stuffing
whatever fits in its mouth
learns what it is

never tasted moon before

I'm feeling bodies away
from myself
and introspective
on nights like this
when I feel it all flush out
to slowly die

everyone's a poet these days
writing about flowers
and angels
and the soul of God
that they've never, ever
tasted could another word instead of tasted be better used as it's already been used once?

I'm no poet
I'm just nettlesome
relaxing aloud
letting you read me breathe
in and out and

in

i find poem about writing poetry very weak, mainly because they feel old or tired in the wording. this feels fresh, funny (in a certain way) and well thought out. the last stanza feels a little weak but even that works really well in setting a slow pace to end the poem with. not sure if aging is spelling error or an americanism so i'll mention it here

like a babbling child
stuffing
whatever fits in its mouth
learns what it is
images like the one above abound in the thing and for a really slim poem it's quite big on content. looking forward to more of your poetry.

thanks for the read.

i could say, "i like this on most lines" but it's much easier saying i liked it all for the above reasons here