#1853 - a cannibal says grace at the free church of poetry

 

1853

6.26

26.i.25

another poem on Amnesia Day

or

dwarfish, blind and ugly

or

a cannibal says grace

at the free church of poetry

 

come in for confessional mode

an impersonality test – spontaneous!

we escape the powerful overflow

we fill the silence in your mind

 

it’s Ponzi

poetry – the get rich quick scheme

karma is all wishful thinking

friends, that’s why we’re here

 

spread all over the vast fields of promise

dung to the wisest wit

we whittle it down to this

 

meet, greet, eat and excrete

 

most of the poets have eaten each other

 

it’s what Rae Jones said

only then they shuffled politely

and waited till you got off the stage

 

now

if all the poems that were every thought

were published in a book

there wouldn’t be the readers

 

if i were a dog

I’d sniff you there

then we’d know what’s what

 

actually I  am