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.