32: Real Poetry (Free Verse)

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Challenge Yourself
By Fox-Trot-9

32: Real Poetry
(Free Verse)

Poetry! Poetry!
You don't know what poetry is
Until you've read one that made your balls
Shrivel up into your groin,
Or tore your face right off your fleshy skull
Just as the tongue lolls out the mouth,
Or pry your eyes out with your tears
Till they hang by the nerves from their sockets.

THAT is poetry!
So go read up the stomach
Of your empty wits on other people's poetry.
Let the empty cup fill with blood
And guts and feelings as raw as hate,
As visceral as a lover's breath,
As putrefied as wet decay.

Only then will you know what poetry is.

(To be continued...)

A/N: I'm just fooling around with a little bit of free verse... After practicing poetry in all these fixed forms and rhyme schemes, it feels so good to let loose and just write dangerously... Hopefully, this poem's not too gross... ( <_< )

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