My process for writing poetry kind of sucks. The original poems were raw, flowing emotion with very little editorial changes. They usually had more or less strict meter and rhyme, but were very focused and short. Over time, I combined a lot of them with vague similarities and smoothed over the rough edges. I regret that now. In most cases, the originals are lost forever, along with the poignancy of their original passion. What I have left are more like song lyrics now, with occasional bridges. I guess I was always keen to one day make them into songs. Maybe one day I’ll learn guitar well enough to do so, but until then, I’ll leave them as the mediocre amalgams that they are.