I am a conservative in the sense that I like to conserve things
in the sense that I like to save things
in the sense that I am a hoarder.

In this way,
when I have an idea,
I like to see it used
so that it isn’t wasted.
This is loss aversion.
In this sense I am a bad broker.

There were several sentences I just aborted
from a poem I killed
from a few days ago.
It went nowhere.
I’m not sorry to see them go,
as a better poem was written
but I thought for a minute
of trying to recycle the letters in other poems.
Recycling letters is a really bothersome process.
Even trying to explain it would cause a headache.
I’m going to conserve some brain cells
and just drop the matter here.