“Living These Words” by Michael Tarter

Life is made of poetic experiences
every person crafting their own song
poem, movie, novel or TV show

Every breath you breathe
step back, realize
this is my legacy

Not written, lived
not glamorized in Hollywood
this is my rain

Wetting my face
this is a pussy
wrapped around my cock

The pollution I inhale
drugs I sniff
liquor I drink

All creating one chaotic
moment after another
my song

My death
my entirety

My legacy
stamped in my brain
in blood

For better or worse