I wanted to write a poem…
I wanted to write a poem
but I was told;
first write some sofware, and earn,
then you can write any poem,
an epic about a strobel
or the world’s shortest haiku.
So I studied software and now I write it,
Each day my face is numb,
my eyes are heavy, and my head is pounded,
and I go towards a bar wherever I found it.
But I am proud of my job,
I am delighted that my job gave me,
the most valuable thing a poet can possess :
a state of constant despair.