Poem: Why Do I Do Poetry?

Why do I do poetry?
I dunno. Must be the creative itch
Wanting to express something,
Like some artsy sandwich.

Is it boredom?
Maybe it’s just to fill the time.
Focus. Laser target life.
Try to channel my busy mind.

Why do you do art?
Same reasons? Same shite?
With or without the wind,
Trying to fly a kite?

~ Gunnar Våken