Sometimes I wonder why it is I write
For it is a terribly poisonous habit.
And I do things like C B A
cost . benefit . analysis
maybe cowboys would say
“is the juice . worth . the squeeze . ?”
but maybe they wouldn’t say that.
There is money
. but little
catharsis
a robust Greek word
but a writer loves words
and that is the primary problem.
I would much prefer to work
with oil, rubies, gold bricks.
But instead, diction, syntax,
the aestheticization of text.
I will tiptoe over commas,
periods. For a pittance.
The rest, I presume
(for we often must)
will be negotiated
between paper & pen,
and in them, I trust.