the Destruction of word(s)

a can
rounded top
sharp edges
metaphor
for life
a scent left
waivers as
i try to turn
twist or contort


Bullshit
A poet cannot
Write a real
Poem
About a can of

A poet writes
His best poems
In the shower
Or on the toilet
A certain solitude
Concentration is key.

A poet writes
In the park on a sterile
Bench smelling nature
Observe and record.

A poet writes
In the dark
Drunk and a whore
In bed, chuckling to himself
While a bottle
Lay on his desk.

A poet writes
In academia
Around sophisticated peers
Discussing our work
The classics and the new classics
That may not be so classic
In a couple years.

But a poet does not
Write about a can of beans
Pork and beans at that.