Philosophy is puzzling.
Comedy’s a wink.
The behavior of your lover
Will push you to the brink.
A persian diplomat decides
The secret oil and debt we drink.
Suits argue politics,
Jobs, and trade deals,
With Democrats, and other dicks.
Do you know why I love poetry?
Poetry doesn’t care what I think.
Poetry is something I write to you.
And I care what you think, I do.
But thinking is for one, not two.
Poetry is how I think. Poetry is me.
If one thinks for two, that’s poetry.
But you can’t think for two; more me
Is all you get. Sorry.