I like that the first couple of lines tie in so well with the ending, the middle lines are fluff and it looks like its going to be a rant about how many writers do- while you are doing the exact same thing....
I like the irony and miscief of that setup because
the last line is very powerful and allows the poem to go from seeming didactic or school-marmy to
Something more like a self affirmation
or something
that is actually profound to hear.....
like if im thinking about this you dude i dont know anything about him- but just through this ability to process information i get a sense of who the man might be.
I also relate the last line to what i think is very important about writing, and then i think im a dingbat cos well, isnt writing about life and isnt the true value in life about purpose....
I have been accused of blither shtick and rambling babble before but I agree purpose needs to be divined though I don't think I agree that seeking it is an aberrance.
Submission Name: Purpose
