i was in san francisco
for seventeen minutes
and i got so worried
that i could not write a poem
for three weeks.

but today i listened to
pavarotti singing nessun dorma
and when he sang vincerò
i fully recovered
and wrote this poem.

i have not written
any poems
for few weeks
and i feel like
i forgot how to
write poems

for a short moment
i had a daydream
how i will take weeks
to write a perfect poem
with lots of hidden meaning
and perfect rhythm and rhyme
but i quickly woke up and remembered
how i am too stupid and lazy for that