Andrea Gibson writes like a god.
Why can't I write like a god?
Everything in her poems are pure gold.
And I would rather deal with gold spilling out of my mouth
Than this nonsense that is this poem.
I wish I could deal with my inability
To get my words out right
I could get a different hobby
Like singing
Or dancing
Or drawing
I try so hard to be a poet
To write
To elaborate
My feelings
But I can't
And its the only thing
That I am remotely good at.