How words die

Can anyone write poetry if they try
Or is it a vocation for the few
Inherited by  feeling how  words lie?

Is there new equipment I can buy
With  sense and music writing to imbue
Can anyone write poetry if they try?

Ambitious how  the people   each will vie
To be the first in any kind of queue
Undisturbed by   knowing how  words lie?

For a  talent, who can multiply?
Compound interest shows a startling view
Can anyone write poetry if they try?

Transcendental number start with e and pi
I wonder, shall I eat my words for you
Undisturbed by   knowing how  they lie?

I feel  so bright, I  seem to have turned blue
Throw me in the ocean,  let me stew
Can anyone write poetry if they try
Unknowing  how, not  seeing that  words die?