The conversation started out innocently enough They asked what I did I replied that I’m a poet After that we had the conversation that most poets have had at least once in their lives or, if they haven’t yet. They will The part of the questioner will be played by the reader. Improvisation is encouraged It’s difficult to say how I got into poetry I don’t know, not really One day I saw a sheet of paper before me and I wrote down some words and they seemed profound to me So I kept doing that and now I’m here Well, no, I’ve not really published anything I’ve yet to be discovered if that’s what you mean but I do have a blog where I post some of the stuff I write but it doesn’t get much traffic Well I guess it is disingenuous as you say to call myself a poet when I’ve yet to publish anything I cook. I work on the line. I work the fry station So yeah, I suppose it is more accurate to say that I am a frier rather than a poet but I still feel that I am better described by my poetry than my skill with in a kitchen The reason I don’t send in any of my stuff is because I don’t think I write anything that they’ll like right now Mostly what I write is absurdist poetry here’s one of my favorite pieces that I’ve ever written ‘I got on the train it went from West Richmond to North Richmond without changing directions that’s fucked’ So what do you think? Do you like it? No, it doesn’t rhyme not all poetry rhymes I’ve read thousands of poems I’ve yet to read one that rhymes. Do you not appreciate the absurdity of it though? What I’m saying is, like, life is like the train and we’re all just living in it and we go from one place to another without our input and without really changing directions And then you get to the really good part the part where it says ‘that’s fucked’ because of how insightful the poem is you kind of expect there to be some really profound conclusion that can be drawn from the premise that would take multiple lines to clearly lay out and then that conclusion could be debated on by people who study my poetry long after I’m dead, because they will, you know, they will. but then all that’s said is how fucked it is again reiterating the absurdity of it all No, I don’t think it’s immature to swear in a poem For someone who claims to know nothing about poetry you sure are acting like an expert How many poems have you published? None, that’s what I thought. Oh, well, yeah. I guess that is technically the same number as me. So what do you think poetry ought to be? Something that all can relate to or something that at least you can relate to I’m guessing the second one since you obviously don’t relate to me little poem and because of that you didn’t like it No, no, please. There’s no need to pretend that you liked what I wrote I know a critic when I see one I want to know what tickles your fancy because it might ensure that I actually make it big in this poetry game some day You think it ought to be more relatable and it should have more lines and cut out the ‘fuck’ obviously but what do you mean it should rhyme It doesn’t need to rhyme for christ sake rap rhymes poetry needn’t I think poetry is simply the art of expressing complex things in the simplest way possible kind of like life is full of complexities and seeming improbabilities but ultimately it’s full of simplicities Think of how complex life itself is and yet we float out in an infinite void and the most difficult part of life, for me at least, is putting on pants. That, to me, is what poetry is I’m on a train it goes from West Richmond to North Richmond without changing direction that’s fucked.