~~~
for Matt
~~~

"My suspect credibility upon the rockets of birds,
the soft parts of people,
the oceans’ inevitable, cyclical weeping, 
Who has time for poetry has more time than they deserve"

Breaking Spring by Matt Hart

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your words warp me,
the woven texture of your composition,
Matt,
dumbfounding the sweeping, weeping, instant recognition in
the soft parts' of
Nat,
where credibility
long past being suspected,
simply arrested for statutory dark room
torrented questioning

deserve poetry deserve blessing deserve curse

You Jacob, wrestle with this angel witch curveball!
'tis better to give or receive
this poetry admonishment?

for who knows where the time goes,
when the fix is in,
the addiction itch,
commands and commends,

feed the poetry *****

write or die

one fix, one poem,
carousel leads to another,
yet,
with only time to live,
pay the bills
for renting the space you Earth occupy,
no time for illegal
compulsive word blending

the interrogator demands

deserve poetry deserve blessing deserve curse?

who is your supplier?
who is your time stealer?

by the ocean, weeping,
you plead innocence,
just ill drivel, needy for expulsion,
deserving of repulsion,
swear repeatedly,
never again, imbibe, scribe

but the ***** coos in my ear,
reaching beneath
the vulnerable soft tissued skin and cells:

write or die

I thieve your time,
'tis nothing you deserve,
I am Poetry,
just your mistress,
better served

deserve poetry
deserve blessing
deserve curse

~~~
June 25, 2016

written by the ocean, weeping