UNAPOLOGETIC

“Style means the right word. The rest matters little.”
—Jules Renard


A little birdie asks why I write?
Wow!!
I write because I'm a writer,
Writers write, and so do I.
I mean...I'm a writer!
Right?

I write because my pen is orgasmic,
My pen is hard, like a huge penis.
Literally.
I make love to different sheets of paper,
and when the loving is good enough,
We conceive many words of poetry.

I write because it's my calling...
and my call is my mission.
No matter how hard I write,
I just cannot stop writing.
So, I write.

I write about life...
and about love...
other times about sex.
But whatever the case,
I write.
I write about my life...
sometimes.
I write about other people's too.
Life is like that, you know.

I write to make a change,
but not always.
I mostly write to pass a point,
Sometimes to make one.
I write to change lives,
and also to get noticed,
...but rarely for attention.

I write because I'm a mad man,
A mad man says anything...
exactly how I live.
I write because the world is mad,
and madness runs the world.
I write to make sense out of things.

I write because I'm conscious,
luckily, my consciousness is poetic.
I write because I am often unapologetic...
I'm a writer.

I write because it's right.
It's right but no one is.
Therefore...
I write because no one is right.