Another Poet

isolationo
what am I
other than a
wannabe novelist?
too lazy,
too sensitive,
too desperate
for that,
another poet,
too romantic,
too isolated,
too shy.
another poet,
too quiet,
too secretive,
too drowsy,
can’t remain awake
long enough to
finish a chapter,
have to write
a verse instead,
short
sweet
bitter
emotional
outpourings
of ink from biro
pens staining the
page and it’s over
within a matter of
minutes like casual
sex,
another poet,
not quite the writer,
a supersub,
not quite the striker,
seeking refuge and
finding it in the
shadows,
I’m cats beneath the
weeping willows,
I’m pools of ice in
the moon’s craters,
I’m antique books in
charity shops,
the unknown authors
dead forever,
another poet,
too self-absorbed,
too heavy-hearted,
too pensive,
another poet,
I’ve tried to be
otherwise but it’s
just too hard so I
scribble too much
and focus too little
for too much of the
time
which seems to be
going by too fast
for me.

– Lennie Bezwik

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About bezwik

Lennie Bezwik is an English poet and lyricist who lives in Spain. Before getting into poetry, Bezwik was part of the London based UK Hip Hop scene, writing songs, producing tracks and performing live rap. Over the last few years, Bezwik has done a lot of travelling, drinking and writing. Nowadays, he sneaks off to dingy little Spanish bars at night and writes poems in his notebook. His biggest inspirations are homelessness, unemployment, booze, love and being dreamy.

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