CAN (NO LESS)
Poetry is what is read
as poetry
no more; no less
that fat book of prosody
that you bought
(so heavy
in hardback)
is mission wasted unless
you fancy yourself as sonneteer
or the bloke with
the penchant to pen
the occasional rondeau
or vilanelle
as for me, as you can see
pretty much an
ignoramus when it
comes to things prosodical
indeed things strict and linear
not entirely my bag
read me (if read me
you must, by compulsion
or insistence)
forwards backwards
upside-
down
head to tail in oxygen-rich
atmosphere
or zero-gravity
your poem your choice
read me
any way you like
way you can.
poems 2 die for 