You can’t possibly write a poem
Till you have been fucked and a half by life,
By your day job, by your bills, by your health, by your addiction...
Till u haven’t seen some lousy motherfucker make it to the top by simply phaffing hours on end!
And then
You cannot just sit down to write a poem.
You need to participate in a riot
And have tear gas thrown at you
While you light a Molotov’s cocktail!
And that’s when you realise that
A poem just cannot be allowed in.
It needs to break down the door and barge in
revolver in hand firing shots at you, your photos on the wall and even your shadow!
It’s only then you agree that
A poem actually cannot be written.
It can only be hammered down and nailed to the cross
At 2 O’Clock in the morning
While your loved ones sleep without a care in the world !
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