It's sometimes hard to know who's choosing whom - the poem, the song, or the writer.
When I leap, I briefly see the world as it is and as it should be.
What I love about drafts is the experimental nature of them. The draft is what you know about writing a poem running up against what you don't know about the subject. If you're lucky, you get to surprise yourself.
Race, and the discussion of it brings out the bad, the good and the crazy in us.
Cynicism is a form of obedience.
Writing a lyric is writing a lyric, whether it's sung or recited. Perhaps the question to ask should be, has playing in a band for three years affected you? The answer to that is you bet.