The Border Guard stops me
Tall, severe – Rembrant’s
Man In a Golden Helmet
Where are you going?
Who the Hell do you think
You are?
So you sit and write words
On a page? – To what purpose?
No one cares what trivial
Inconsequential struggles
You have – Look around
You and see what’s really
Going on – You have it easy!
Your scribblings amount
To nothing but a stack
Of notebooks no one
Will ever bother to read.
You ain’t no Emily Dickerson, you know
Sit down and behave yourself
Stop trying to be something
You’re not.
Go back where you came from…
You make me laugh!
– jml (3/2005)
Image: Rembrant. Man In a Golden Helmet. 1669.
