What poetry is to Mr. Push...

Poetry is prophecy.
Want to know where you were?
where you are?
where you are heading?
Poetry will skim you across timelines
of well placed lines of verses.
You’ll know where you’re heading
when the poetry you read
Makes something inside explode.
I know people who have read a poem
that made their head explode.
They had to stop thinking and
begin to really feel for once.

Which is why poetry is dangerous.
It’ll expose you on a page
Lay you naked leave you raw.
You’ve never been fucked so good until
a poem rapes you up against a wall.
And you’ll keep coming back for more.

Poetry will disguise itself in
flowers of similes
melodies of metaphors
and dreams of rhymes and reason.

Then poetry will drag your ass
kicking and screaming
into a back alley and kill you
make you dead to yourself
then resurrect you in words
that hurt so hard your scars
will become beautiful.

You’re lucky if all you do
is walk away with a tear or a sigh.
Poetry should scare the shit out of you.
It does me.
I’ll die tonight.... when I’m done.
Tomorrow a new muse will resurrect me
hand me a pen and make me keep writing.