Free verse № 99700
There Is No Such Thing As A Poem
There is no such thing
as a poem:
There are truths bled out
through ink-stained hands;
there are Amish tables
polished clean through much erasure;
there are puddles of words,
vomited forth in ecstatic catharsis;
there are monsters,
unleashed by Frankensteins with pens;
there are wild apples,
sown by the mad;
and tame roses,
forced to fit syllabic trellises;
but there is no such thing
as a poem.
7 comments
favorite bits: monsters, ecstatic catharsis, and the syllabic trellises. :)
vomit--vomit. monsters unleashed--yesyes--
wild apples sewn by the mad--are you mad? why not the birds? why not by orchard-raiders chased off the land by athe tenant-farmer??
tame roses--ah, now that thorn soothes ,me. now you're back on track...
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