Tuesday, December 15, 2009

I write poetry at 3am

I write poetry at 3am because
I’m not trying to tell you a story
about the dramas of life that we tend to
fall into and out of like
so many little kids obsessing about
the next fad.

Veins bulging through thin skin on the hands
of the poet as he types on a laptop
wondering why
he’s writing poetry at 3am.

It’s because while most of the city is asleep,
in a city sleeps all day as it appears to be awake,
my soul is screaming through the corridors of my brain
and demanding that I tell you something.
Like a jagged piece of rusty iron
tearing through animal flesh,
these words rip their way through me
out of God knows where and tell me to
get up at 3am and tell you all to
wake the fuck up
wake the fuck up
wake the fuck up before we blow ourselves up
again.

I write poetry at 3am because
I have this strange belief that
I need to pick up the slack for
everybody else who isn’t pulling their weight
to advance the evolution of the consciousness
of the human race.

I write poetry at 3am because
that’s just part of who I am.

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