The Rules

[DonSchaeffer]

I know it as
a neatly ordered room.
Justice is what
I expect. But what I find
is the human distortion of justice.
It may not be
the right planet for me.
I may have to
construct my own,
and populate it with clones.
Then I won't be angry.
I sit alone
writing my poetry
that doesn't find a page.
I make my thought
that doesn't find a poem.