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