the point of creating is the effort

let your brain percolate like weak coffee 
on the diner counter. buzz like a stuck fly 
against the closed windows of your ideas. 

yank a thought from the stream like a prized
monster fish. release it once, give chase, and drag it
back into the boat, flailing triumphant against persistence. 

people with expensive cars will sell you efficiency 

it will be efficient for them to forget your name

dig a pair of cufflinks from your junk drawer
and become the oddest bird at the bicycle rack.

choose a pen name just to change it. write 
cantos and haiku and sonnets and shopping lists.

recite and pontificate and gesticulate your way 
across the long bridge back to ourselves.