>>> 1st NEW POEM I HAVE WRITTEN IN 3 YEARS; NOW YOU MIGHT KNOW WHY <<<


from “The Nine Types of Poets” (sketches)


Nine?  There are at least 69 of ‘em
inside,
wanting out,
Warden.

Pay attention, please -
and as you should -

to the ones banging about most loudly
against the cages,
to be sure -

but also, please kind Sir,
take thoughtful, wise care
with the quieter ones;

one helps the other. 

Let them out and see what
horrors, and glorious failures, and
attempts at [the current definition of] sanity
will soon follow

like an army.

Damn them torpedoes;
Full speed ahead,
As some writers of verse
Whom lay waste
To their own preconception of themselves
May very well accede.