I wrote this poem in February of 2023.

I warn my sons about falling in love with poets and writers
I try to dissuade them from it
Theyβll use any insensitive comment you ever made
into a salty verse dripped with not so subtle insults
Theyβll use your most intimate moments as metaphors
for heaven or earthquakes
Theyβll describe you as God or the Devil depending on how you left them
Theyβll make you a villain in their stories or worst, the hero in them
And the worst part-
Theyβll make you way bigger in their mind than you ever wanted to be
so , I plead with you, fall in love with a boring accountant or a teacher
or even a lawyer
Youβll avoid the stress of being someoneβs inspiration, someoneβs muse
and the chaos and drama that comes along with it












