Write for yourself,
everyone says,
and I do,
oh surely I do.
And it matters about as much,
as that scratch,
that itch,
that hunger,
that daydream,
that wound,
that thought,
that feeling,
that worry,
that clean up,
that thirst,
that cat,
that yard,
that tree in the forest,
that rabbit on the lawn,
that rock chuck in the hill,
that documentary on TV,
these words on this page,
It matters to me,
but why do I bother?
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