Thursday, July 2, 2015

Too Late To Call Myself A Poet

Too late to call myself
much of anything....
Buddhism stripped 
any identity out of me.

I used to call myself
a plumber because
I could do that...
the thrill of the skill 
is gone.

I was a good actor,
I lost the reviews, but,
trust me or not, they
were lauditory.

I was a Buddhist teacher...
still could, I guess, just
not much of an audience
these days.

No title to my name, 
people just see an old man, 
like all old men, a rusty shell 
of old dreams.










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