In poetry

I never, ever

represent myself

I, me & myself

make up the Trinity of Anonymity,

always standing in the wings,

watching, listening, commenting;

hang-arounds to the Wolf Riders of Expression

Self-centered poetry

always suffers a certain inferiority,

falls over itself, trips;

easily becomes pitiful autoeroticisms

My poems are straightforward, unabashed,

unrepresented positions,

glances cast across the turmoil of Man;

examples of moral & immoral places