Sonnet II

not the second hand of yeats,
nor the forgotten drafts of any masters:
my poetry is different from
that which has come before.

i'm not as crafty as others;
my images do not inspire
great, lengthy discussions from
intellectuals sitting in well-lit lecture halls.

nor should they;
the academy is a privilege for only the best.

my work is best consumed
alongside biscuits and tea,
where the ritual of self caffeination
is as vital as verse.