If you carry initials after your name

You cannot write poetry

You must first figure out everyone’s woke-ness

Achieving perfect symmetry

In a setting of smug confusion

If you are wealthy

Don’t you dare write poetry

If you are poor

You can write it

Because you are powerless

And no one listens

If you rhyme

You can write poetry

You will aggravate everyone

Your words a self-fulfilling prophesy

In harmonious contempt

Write poetry that is amorphous

Incomprehensible and perplexing

The vapid will be transfixed by you

And the scholarly will ignore you

Your attempt to occupy

A gloomy or cheerful preoccupation

In poetry

Are hopeless pathetic

These harmful effects

Of your human creative waste

Are excreted on our environment

By your uncontrollable anal creations

Don’t waste your time

Poetry is not your thing

It is not meant

For your type of person

And what are you doing

Listening to what you think is poetry?

You live in dissonance with poetry

Plans should be made

Subscriptions cancelled

For anthologies and meds

For you cannot write poetry

You do not belong

With those others who do not belong

For they are the poets

And live in the ether

They breathe the air of the misbegotten angels

Needing to fly in the polluted heavens

Speaking the language of the dead and dying

But someone has to do it

And the person who is crucified this time

Cannot be you

Because you cannot write poetry

We have poets for that

By Giulio Magrini

From: United States

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