Be different.
Write up instead of down.
Call a friend and give
your final answer
and look at tv
instead of read the want ads.

I am free verse.
I see nobody out of the window.
The streets are filled with people
who do not know how to act.
The plane I took was full
and there was snow on the ground.

My childhood smells like San Francisco.
I'm afraid to touch the fog and
long to touch the rent.
Rain tastes like summer snow.
I see the afternoon in the morning
and the morning at night.

The wall I face is a wall,
my first book.
I laugh from the bottom of
my sciatic nerve at poets
who refuse to write this way.