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How to read this poet
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How to read this poet  Grab angst by its crinkled throat and take it in, dissolve it, chew on its bones and maybe it will disappear for reader and writer. Take sinewy, almost sultry lines, dance with them, until your midnight hour approaches and glass slipper no longer fits swollen foot. Share, like sacrament, unholy grief weeping on pages of sopped linen: It softens to have someone ball it up, rub it until it becomes pliable enough to silk a weeping eye. There is no sound to smoke curling up in the dark, under a broken streetlight but it can make hair stand up on the back of your neck: That is how a poet affects the world with mere words. Did you think me to be telling stories? Oh, no, I have spilled my guts out onto this banquet of bent phrases. You thought I was merely a voice sputtering about some grandiose grind of verse? Feel it. Touch the skin of it. It breathes. Sometimes my breath is stale and you will turn your head, but, imagine what it took to eat what rots it. How to read this poet, is with a soulful eye, sensitive Braille finger presses on your eyeballs to give them peace after I have sparred with things that my bones have heard somewhere. Don’t push your pity, your pathos, your obsessive need to have me fit into your halleluiah. I am busy hollering for heaven to return. log off if it is too raw, too real, for you. or stay... drink deeply from these mere words refresh your sole,hold me closely with your, thoughts,read me in to your life, and keep me there, make me yours for a time, as you read this....., this poets heart and mind      |
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I had to come back and read this again. It's very powerful and deep. Kisses {=} {=} {=}
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Drinking deeply and loving how I'm left to feel because of it {=} {=} {=}
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