support local poets, you guys.

For poetry month I have promised my readers that I will put up some poems by my faves. This one is written by Katya Winter and it speaks to me. I'm not crazy about the end line but it's nice enough.

Bound
When I go to the library
I feel sure one day
there's bound to be
bound editions
written by me

People ask sometimes
"How are you"
I say "fine"
But think
That's a book.
or two.
so one special day
keep an eye out
zillions of loose ends
will tie in
and I will
win.