Growl

Photo by Philipp Pilz on Unsplash

A true poet makes the difficult easy.
Turns water into wine, in a half-truncated line;
Growls with the full force of a Jesuit.
Whines like a man out of time.
Poetry sets out to express the inexpressible
No complaining about the difficulties of mere mortality.
Caesuras can soar, in irredeemable words.
Poets learn how not to compromise,
How not to be respectable,
How not to people-please,
How not to be hindbound by hypocrisy or greed or need:
Pull out his eyes! Pull out his eyes!
Apologise! Apologise!
Never apologise for beauty or truth.
If it cost you your whole life. spit in the face,
Of all the stupidities of the human race.
Sniff out intelligence, growl with glee,
Shift the shade into the heart of darkness;
And break free, from this all-abiding stupidity.