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Poetry is for fags. Obviously.

I know this, it's clear. I see your glassy eyes.

I do not expect anyone to go coco over Rimbaud,

crazy over Corso, gush at Ginsberg.

I mean it. I do not need you to love my word - poems.

I want you to love the poetry in you.

Poetry is senses soup. Poetry is a mind orgasm.

It's why in the mind stars are twinkling mysteries

and not crazy murderous flaming balls of death.

It's why hearts are heart - shaped. It's what makes

death as insignificant as the seconds you spent reading

this sentence.

It's why when you fart the air goes green. It's why

red is the colour of love. It's why music. It's

the dancefloor. It's the X - Factor.

Poetry is where every man is a King, every heart

is a Kingdom and every second a blizzard

of stars.

It's that perfect photograph that you will one

day capture which lives every day emblazoned

across the mind.

Poetry is laughter (imagine an alien touring on

Earth, unfortunate to witness this spectacle!

A face twisted in pain, a sound like monkeys

butchered backwards, he'd pack up his space things,

he'd run! Now imagine a life without laughter...)

She's the aching mystery of feminine beauty,

the personal vision of eternal hope held aloft

like a torch, a guiding light into the

frightening splendour of the future.

Poetry is why we can dance without thinking.

It's sport; it's winning.

It's what Mona Lisa is thinking, what she

knows, what we all know.

It's London baby! Yeah, why babies have big,

beautiful eyes instead of small, stupid faces.

It's why Beethoven, the Hendrix and the

Dixies make me cry.

It's why lips curled back over off - white teeth

can disconnect the senses and set the skull

on fire.

It's what you want. What you want it to be. It's you.

It's the five W's of the soul (which thru not

existing is no less relevant).

It's why, it's why, it's why, it's why and it's

why you fight.

Poetry is some men die young. It is not

television. It's why poor bands are better

than rich bands.

To me words are food; they have textures and

flavours and I need them to live.

It's your reason to keep searching.

This is my poetry, what's yours?

Find it, live it, love it.

And never

be afraid.