the poet

you are not from here.
that's obvious.
you are from a place
that others
aren't. you are unique
in your birthplace.
it's a land you can't
go back to. it's not on
any map. you speak
differently. you talk
of strange things.
you remember what
has no point in being
remembered and forget
what should be known.
you are a stranger
from a strange land
and yet you walk
among the natives,
hardly noticed,
you go about your day
amused. you don't
strive for understanding,
instead you observe
and take notes.
this what you are
for here. nothing more,
nothing less.