smart-ass

I start writing stories I have no intention
of ever finishing. There are plots
half-filled in my mind
with characters drawn
in the same definition
as a hunk of charcoal scraped
against a wall.

I write poems I have no intention
of ever revising-
though there are a few whose
existence guilts me into combing
the loose edges of words
into a respectable cut
with lines
and breaks
in all the right and expected
places
in lieu of punctuation
as restrictive as
underwear a few sizes
too tight.

I write with no intention
of ever fi