I Have Put Up Enough Poems

I need to find some other people to put up on this website.  I might as well put up another poem here.  I don't feel like putting up any of my opinions on this, especially about my sound poetry class or my professor, or the people that have infested my classes in every college I've been to.  Yikes.


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by Matt Catania

What is the Rationale of Verse now?

I have the world at the tips of my fingers

I own the world but the best of it lingers

It dances with Death on the edge of coincidence

Where fate dare not bear the thought of incidence

The Song (Link)

We crank the handle on the phonograph

We tap the lyrics on the telegraph

Pray to God for daddy’s sins upon

your flesh, the ones you brought this on

yourself!

Awake into a dream

where all around you seem

oh so very real

a real you cannot feel

A freedom you cannot touch

Life as such

inside a cloud

Safety so well endowed

What if it all fell down?

Burned to the ground…

What is the Rationale of Verse Abuse?

All of our poems became excessive use

of lackluster ill-gotten effortless dialogue!

No verses, no meters …

Story has to be short.

Longer than a page

Reading becomes a burden –

Make the poem short.