The Poet and the Thief
image by Martin Stranka
"The poet and the thief are very distant cousins yet close in one regard
the poet takes from your life his ideas, and the thief just takes your car."
My pockets are full with tokens you have left upon the way
your wishes, your tears, your regrets and all the words you say.
Every part of your life that spills out I pick up and then hold tight.
The experiences with each memory are embezzled without a fight.
I hoard your actions like antiques that age before my eyes
considering each a luxury to relish as a prize.
For I steal your hopes, your sighs, with what you feel and see
I store them in my thoughts waiting for a muse to set them free.
Over the years I have found that the world around me is a museum, and I a spectator of every artifact. Every thing that happens and all the people along my path become ideas that form in my mind. As I take it all in it is almost as if I actually take do take...I take, steal, rob, and hijack everyone and all their situations around me. I guess people watching is just what writers do.
My favorite place is the mall.
What is your favorite place to watch the world?