Poetry is biography (a poem)

Now that yesterday’s headache is past…

Dripped out
in line after line

one line at a time

through years
of happiness, misery
sickness and struggle

after every victory
and every defeat
large or small

taking the form of thoughts
both banal and obscure

rendered in ink
graphite and pixels

whether hidden from view
or broadcast to the world

this is my life

(22 September 2017)