You ask me what
these poems are worth

Or how much they cost me,
or what will be the return?

life should strike you down just for asking,
for not knowing what life is worth

There are many things not taught in skool
things that can only be learned
way, way out on the edge...

I have lived and bled there
to bring you these small poems...
I don't care what the cost is...

I spend all that god has given me
to distill the mysteries
into this tiny cup
(drink and you will see!)