Sunday, October 11, 2015

Between the New Moon and Uranus Valentine

Let’s face it a poem
was always a performance
a spectacle a play
like all the arts a drama
addicted to its audience
however delusional their tastes
the comedian of the family
usually the family pet
which always ends sadly
some say these things about poetry
that it’s about something displayed
something said to cause pleasure
so someone says yes
that's what I meant

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