Tonight I am not going to write
a poem for today. I don’t feel like it,
I don’t want to. There isn’t anything
I wish to say in that way, some
poem-a-day way. It feels like nothing
more than an obligation I don’t want,
like something that I must do even
against my will sometimes and
others no matter how much I will.
No. Not tonight.
Tonight, I won’t even pretend
to write a poem.