For decades
I have struggled with poetry
With brevity
To speak my mind and not feel the need
To justify
To add those ‘because’s and ‘I think’s
Every step, every word has a cost
But what shall I do
Except declare bankruptcy
For I have used up my share
And that of 100 others
Trying to occupy less space
By owning more words
Irony
Keep it short, 250 words or less
Are things of nightmares
For what if I don’t explain myself
And they banish me
To a land of no words
~A short sentence