A Question About Poetry and Singing


Sometimes it seems to me
Like people who talk about singing
Maybe even poets are referring to
Something different from that thing
I know that rises out of loins into the beating
Breast rides growling up the throat and jumps out like
A wild cat and lands on someone’s
Else’s back bringing on the shiver and the shake
See what I’m saying, like something tamer
Than even opera something void of sound
And soul dominates the wang of what might
Be butt-slapping ground-breaking reverberation
Maybe those well-educated poets feel like it’s
robbing the soul to let her tear by out
The lungs throwing unrefined love all over air and body
enticing even the docile moon. What you think? Am I right?

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