if i were a security guard
i’d be a better
writer

writing like a real
writer with time
to feel

the people watching
i’m engaged in.
passionate

wouldn’t even begin
to explain the
half of it.

it’s life and it’s
distractions
cracking

the complications of
my own plan.
the

man i’m destined to
be (period).
deleted.

on the run. keep me
seated (ellipsis)…
and i’ll

write. right off the
page. onto my
pant leg.

dedications. wrong.
and right (cramp).
wondering

what will i do when
i grow up. i know
what.

become a security
guard at santa
monica

pier
and

dis-
appear

dis-
regard-
ing

who i
am.

they’ll think i’m
there to stop all
wrong.

but all i want
is to stop and
write.