I want to write a poem

Joseph Ducreux, Self-Portrait, Laughing (Le rieur), 1791

It’s my birthday this week so rather than writing, I’ll be hiding at a coffee shop where no one can find me, or talk to me while I enjoy a book and something with more than my daily value of sugar in one sip.

Enjoy this poem I found stached in a notebook from a few years back:

Ahem:

I want to write a poem

but I don’t know what about;

can’t find a rhyme

or clever line

to make the poem come out.

So I’ll sit here and think

of how this poem you’ll pan

And that is fine

the joke is mine;

I wrote this on the can.