poetry

Uniquely you
In poetry, you render from the gut – Expository slut, the aim: Cathartic legs apart, Inviting all to penetrate Your world; A whore of individuality – Your literary art ejaculating From the riven heart – Pumping, thumping, crying out Upon the sleeve – For that is what you do – Uniquely – Now believe

An act of poetry
Ruin is what we need – Despair is what we feed Upon in poetry A shock resets the nerves – Helps remould the curves Of written art Catharsis helps portray – Acting out a play On expurgation Tears or hidden fears Release the bottled years To ink a page: The pen be our salvation.