My Poetry won’t come back

Unlike a boomerang –

or like Charlie Drake’s boomerang –

my poetry, once thrown away,

refuses to return.

Perhaps I’ll never learn

to keep my poetry close at hand.

I understand the basic rules of gravity,

levity, and poetical depravity,

but, nevertheless, I cannot comprehend

when people advise me that less is better,

in terms of my writing,

inviting my stinging reply, ‘Why? Why? Why?!’


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