Poetry

[billy]

Let's be honest, hearts are dull.
The soul is a whiteboard filled with sums sums makes me think of maths and not poetry
few of us can hope to solve.
To say I write from my gut
doesn't mean a great deal.

What matters is the metaphors, would it read better as; What matters is metaphor,
the beauty of the images: is 'the' needed?
why need a soul when hell is hot,
burning with the endless skin
of those who once through cities walked, once feels redundant
looking in a window here,
checking their laces there.

All this is much more thrilling than
the simple arrogance of graves,
the emptiness, the silent rot
no poem can justify.

apart from a couple of nits
i thought it a good write.
better than most poems that try and capture what poetry is
the last verse is my fave the comparison work really well for me.

thanks for the read