A Throwaway poet

With throwaway poems 

trying to sow seeds of change

to rearrange 

Your thoughts and life

My rhymes are tight

but like paper I recycle ideas 

put them in new ways 

to pave the roads to futures unseen

where we can dream

I am a poet put my poetry in the bin 

read once but change within

come back and memorise my verse.

I am the vessel for my pen

even when

you can’t see me I am philosophising

comprising 

of revolutionary action

but maybe I am too much of a distraction 

to make you do any action

or you are too distracted 

with your contract

your job

To bother with Dan

I am just a man

who thinks he can write poetry 

so throw my digital poems in your recycling bin

and letter the paper burn

or compost

I am you and all you have lost

I am the pages 

the war you wage

from this desperate stage

In this level of the game

you can throw me away but you will know my name.