Monday, February 1, 2016

Difficult

And being who your god intended
You're fabulously naked
Of intelligent animal descent
Stripping to the cannibal glow
It's kind of like incest since they're slightly related
Where everyone gets to touch each other
One blast of an emotional orgy
So then commences the main event
You'll be more open
After a few rounds of sedatives
Hope, and all your demons in one formal affair
You've invited regret, shame, love, envy
What you're writing
Really it's a cocktail party
Dress it in fancy words to match the noble cause
Round up all your empathy
Only the CEO is needed
Tell your representative to take the night off
Still do it
It's not the "cool" or easiest thing to do
First, take off your mask
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This is how I write my poems
But when you read it from top to bottom
Read it from bottom to top after

Later Days, Longer Nights


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