Conversation Poem by Matthew Holloway

And who are you
I am a poet
A poet
Yeah, a poet
So, you're a writer then
I'd say more of a dreamer
A dreamer
Yeah, I put together words and phrases
And are you any good
That's a debate for someone else
Have you been published
I can be found in places
You make money from it then
No, like I said I'm a dreamer
Then why do you do it
It's a compulsion I guess
Like I always need to be writing
Or thinking about it
What about when you don't write
Well, that's when you worry
It's like the jungle drums I guess
You only worry when it stops
What happens then
I wait for as long as it takes
And guess it explains it all
Explains what
Why I'm a little bit mad