No one wants to be a type
and yet we all are.
Perhaps he wants
rock star fame, or she,
a physicist’s Noble prize
or a mother’s long-suffering life.

But typed, no.

Some do rise—

Take Steinbeck, for instance,
or Gates and Jobs,
Mother Teresa,
John Wayne,
Picabo Street

What types they created!

Oh, and then there’s
that other type:
the no-type-for-me type.

Imagine that.
The type without a name—
The “broke the mold” type
one of a million.


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