sometimes i think there are more poets than poetry readers,
but that’s okay–
that doesn’t diminish the value of the poet or the poems

if anything, it is a reminder of the courage and strength 
of the poets, who go on, creating the poems
few will read and
fewer will remember

but the poems will still be here–
once brought into this universe,
they have their place in spacetime,
just as do the pyramids in Giza
and Chichen Itza

i don’t write for you,
or my muse, or “the future”–
i simply write.

Let the chips fall where they may, 
but they are my chips–
i was here, for a time,
and a part of me 
will remain