On Poetry (Revised): The Audience Weeps

A lack of educational groundingfeels

Unintentionally liberationalwhat

comes next is not expositoryscoundrels

We.

Wonder.

We marvel.

But I am always. But I am always.

I'm so blind.

Poor eyesight from birth.

I need glasses.

If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

And breathe and gasp.

Lament and postulate.

But I am always. But I am always.

Protracted prostrate

Or prostate protracted

If I tilt

Will you tilt with me?

If I slide

Will you slide beside me?

_

And breathe-

But I am—

Always.

If I falter or fumble

Will you

Tilt and slide to me?

-and gasp

_

As wordslose

Sub

Stance

I'm so blind.

I didn't recognise

The signs.

If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

_

Diction fails me when

Overcome

with broad strokes

muffled

Lines or liestold

To self

_

In jest or to disguisedisgust

Dissect vivisect

_

If I bleedforcraft alone to perform like a broken tainted mechanism

Will you bleed with me?

Worship my taunt and deep dives as scripture.

I vaunt and flaunt till my splattered ego lies.

I'm so blind.

I don't see

My world crumbling

Around me.

If I feel

Does the audience weep?

Overloaded expositional beauty

masks a vacuum.

Separate and highlight words to make them seem

That I am always

P r o f o u n d

And

In tents.

I'm so blind.

To my own gaslight.

If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poultry.

Will you take the top of your head off too?

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Thanks for reading.

Thanks and apologies to Miss Emily D.