PoetClassification 
There is a tendency to push poets at us poets who are rich and successful teachers and University professors. Poets fall down from the rafters of the Higher Echelons they seldom rise up from the masses. The New Poet Laurette is Miss Cindy HighBrow from Kentucky and yes she is a PHD PPS and MMD no damsel in distress. EYe swear to you before the perrage of my youth there would not be a picture of a homeless waif on the New York Times and a caption that says this is the brand new Laurette. Long may she rein. They will not ever make a Ticker Taped Parade down Central Avenue for homeless poets to be seen and viewed. The CharlaX limps into they hold the open mike up to his broken face to ask the questions of the world events what do you think of this and that and those will you write about them in your prose. Do not make me wrong or place your ideaed words into my mouth eye am happy you are poets but so many of us died in abject poverty they hide the way that poets live they hide it from the student books they make it all like polo ponies riders of the kicks. Neradu posted misery told of his poverty he told us just how bad he felt. No one notices that they only notice his poems. Make a book with CharlaX in it read my love and let me in it. Lay me upside on your coffee table and drain me of my love oh Girlfriend. Eye said this so you will think of me with love. Three car garages and fancy mansions are not in my future no bank accounts with figures. Love is the expression of the heart that comes out of the anatomy. How quickly they forget a man when he is gone to the burial he is only then a namme upon the stone. Unless he was a poet. Iff he wrote a love song in his poetry. Megans song. 
CharlaX loved you this you knoe cause the poet told you so please dont cry when eye am gone just look back some to remember this song is Megans love. Eye am weeping now. These tears are love these tears are joy. Classify me among the living wait until eye die to make me the dead poet. Save me Girlfriend.