The Way I Write | A Slam Poem
I was asked to write- on the way I write- That steady demarcation of black on white. I suppose, your query Was not, by hand or type? But why I chose, this guise Playing loose with my prose A mix- Of decisions and provisions Hurdles, Opportunities That have coalesced or disapaced. I decided- That I would never let ‘words’ (and their purported real-ness, diction’ry defin´ed-ly) confine me. If Shakespeare is so lauded For all he recorded And credits abound For the words he set d