Prolific Blabbering

My last poem is often my favorite.

I say often because

frequently even I know 

that what I write is crap.

But I surmise the last poem

because writing is purging thoughts

by putting them on paper

or this damn screen

primarily for me to decipher

the neurosis inside of me.

I express myself that way,

you know.

Like now.

I don't know what the hell 

I want to say.

Now and much of the time,

I am just blabbering.

This?

Not going to be a favorite.