Impulsively neurotic, obsessively compulsive,
A poet, a writer, a wordsmith, am I being defensive?
It seems one does not go without the other,
Show me an un-neurotic poet I will show you a faker,
One must be a pledged paranoid, a full time zombie,
Little on the positive and very much on the anti,
He must see every little detail with a sharp eye,
The truth must be dealt with you must not deny,
Every minute accounted for every image burned-in,
Where is the tragic ending where does it all begin?
If you cannot commit to being completely nuts,
You are certainly not a writer you are just a putz,