Look i'm A Poet! See? No One Cares

 i think i'm a poet because

my words can substitute for suicide,

because i butcher things from my own soul

and smear them on paper,

and i know that this is the only way i have value-

cut open and exposed.

My hair matted with morphemes

and skin tattooed with the locutions particular to my madness.

i'm a poet because your lies become creeping devils on my pages,

unwelcome but expected monsters,

and i write you as a villain chewing my heart

because you knew you could have it.

And i return again to the perennial reality of my inadequacy.

i think i'm poet because stars fall into you lap

when i unclutter my head,

and you can't hold them

because you're too afraid to burn.