poetry – Page 152 – poems 2 die for

FALL

how to write
a poem

how to
not write
a poem

right track
start
from scratch

now here’s a scratch
could work upon it
open
up

make into something
way bigger than
something your
domestic
feline
might deliver

leave a scar? there’s
always a
scar
par for the course,
name of the game

it is what
it is

your child, your offspring
looking nothing
like you
wanted it to look
saying nothing
like
you wanted it to say

you thought it would
stick to you
like a tatoo

change your voice, your look,
everything
inside, how

you see
the world

it’s just a poem, do not
fool yourself, on your way
to Sun, Star, Moon
Magician,
La Maison Dieu

become
the Tarot Fool

poem is
last word, final
analysis

when all
is said
and done: something,
nothing, something and
nothing

everything no one saw
every word you spoke
but didn’t see
foresee
.

at once
a suffering and
a fufillment

at once
ink and psint
and canvas
and wood

but
also blood

fast raw red arterial
but black where
death has
already infested

out in the heat, the cold,
across every extreme
I see you slaving
trying to bring
to state of
truth and beauty.
some murderous,
killing idea

there where the ice is
point at which
some
gas freezes, there
where flame can
easily smelt steel

maybe you should shred
smash crush
all that tortured you,
so altered you
by way of
acceptance and repentance

but she, the Muse,
has got her sting and fangs
and claws
deep into you

tells you
there is more, you
                         know there
is
    still more