Originality Is A Sham

i think of drinking with the moon
but Li Po already did that
hundreds of years ago
among the petals of China

i think of walking alone into a dive bar
sitting there drowning in sorrows
waiting for a broken woman to take me in
but Bukowski
already did that

i think about staying sober
but the rooms of A.A. are filled
with people who have more time than i have

so i think of writing a poem
that says something new
to ease my hackneyed worries
but there's nothing new to say

it's no use
it's all been done
everything is a rip-off

i'd quit
but i'm sure somebody else already did that
too