Let The Light Spill In

#NaPoWriMo

Day 28

HELLO READER, JUST A SIDE NOTE HERE, I’LL BE PUTTING THESE POEMS ON MY PODCAST IN MAY AND DISCUSSING MY JOURNEY. THE PODCAST IS KDOI PODCASTING CLICK ON THE LINK, THERE are 3 SEASONS WORTH OF ART, DISCUSSION, INTERVIEWS PROJECTS AND MORE.

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And now for our daily (optional) prompt. As you may have guessed, today I’d like to challenge you to try your hand at a meta-poem of your own

Let The Light Spill In

28 April 2019

Sit and write

observe and touch imagination

Do the work, read the work

Be around those a little better than you

What do you want

Maybe for me to reach through

the infernal page that beckons me

to fill it with the ideas, pictures, visions, rantings that when voices

could get me locked up

banned from social media

making me a modern day hermit

We get away with murder here friend

this is the playground you never were allowed to visit

the drunks, the drug dealers and the denizens

took over eons before your birth

Oh you think you were the first one

no no little lamb, you are tame

let the old ones show how it is done

there is no debauchery in your head

that hasn’t been studied and perfected

that is not to say Don’t Try,

Don’t Try is what we call those who aren’t part of our NORMAL family

We call them Don’t Try because they envy our freedom

they covet our ability to make the object of their desire quiver in lust

and run directly into our arms

the deranged degenerates

We take because nothing will be given

We defile ourselves before they get a chance,

or if they have gotten to us, we pledge in our own blood never again

When you raise your eyes to heaven

begging for inspiration to piss out a kidney stone to season your words

lower your eyes, never bow your head for their prayers

never look down and ask from those below

look straight ahead at a wall, at the oppressor,

at the beast about to consume you

at the worst thing imaginable, your reflection

look deep at your reflection

and do not ask for your life to be spared

Dare whatever is trying to steal it to take it

beg them to do their worst

dare them to attempt to take what you hold dearest in this world

and dash it to the universe never to be known again

After you have cursed their deities, blasphemed all they hold dear

write the words that appear in your heart,

or the words ablaze in your skull

This is a way to become a poet

but since you now know this path, it is closed to you

you will never be this poet

your path is your own self induced torture

make it memorable, dream big or it won’t count.

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