My dear poets/
I love the courage in your verses/
The cadence of your verbal rhythms/
Injustices that spring out with anger/
Pushing the crowds into shared indignations/
Lifting an unspoken amen to my lips/
Leading to the birth of these words/

If only I actually listened to you/
I didn't/
My heartburn set in before I arrived/
I've been looking for a beer/
My wife just sent me a text/
And my ass had grown sore/
Sitting in this hipster chair/

As you sing to us/
Only little fragments stick/
Pushing through my ADHD mind/
Slowly displacing the muddy mind/
Like the brave plants/
Living in the corners of the subway/
Somehow clinging to life/