I’m sticking with you, poetry.
I think we should work on our differences,
we should forget the fact that
we move in different social circles,
that none of my friends like you,
that they all disapprove of our relationship.
I’m sticking with you, poetry,
even though sometimes
I’m not quite sure of the point
that you are making,
and sometimes I wish
you’d just spit it out,
and say what you mean.
I’m sticking with you, poetry,
because when it’s good,
it is out of this world,
we have a connection
that’s like family,
like falling in love,
like having a backstage pass
to see the best band in the world,
because there are times when
only you understand me,
times when you speak
the truth that I desperately need to hear.