The Writer

You don't look like a writer!
What does a writer look like, I ask?
Well, you know, sophisticated, slimmer, clean cut.
Then on my way home, I ask myself, Do you look like a writer?
Then two days later while attending a poetry reading
a young woman walks up to me and exclaims!
Man! You look like a writer. Afro, five o'clock shadow, Fila sneakers.
Man! You smell like a writer (Cool Water I bet) she says.
Man! You eat like a writer, you're a big guy.
I even bet you make love like a writer.
Slow and deliberate, with all good intentions.
I bet you even bathe like a writer.
And drink like a writer.
Man! Oh man! After hearing your work, you're a writer alright.
Don't let anyone ever tell you differently.
Then she sashays away into the moonlight.
If only she knew, that I don't know what a writer
is supposed to look like or act like.
I guess I will just have to keep on writing.