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.