Have you earned
The right
To write
Something
Significant
Real
Good
Make you feel
Real
Good
We all think
Like this
But can’t
Say it
Can’t
Display it
We’re all children
Trying to
Grow up
Too fast
Too slowly
Criticised for both
Together
Alonely
So have you
Earned the right
To write
To right
What’s right
If you have to
Think about it
A lot
You’ve probably not
Is it easier
To write
At night?
When you’ve had
A few?
You’re less of you
Or are you more
Of who?
You are?
More you?
Are there any biscuits?
Plastic packets
A stack of three
Why three?
Why not two?
I know
It’s not important
I’m not thinking
About it now
So have you
Earned the right
To write
Significantly
About me?
Without asking questions
That
Honestly
Tear me apart
Drawn
And quartered
To more than three

So it’s easier for you
To ask what you do
Down to me
To answer
Like a niaive fool
Sleeping on the floor
Of a tent
In the forest
The moon your brother
To cover
You in dew
Amelia Earhart
For a start
What a woman
What a human
Being the best
They can be
Me
She
You