Also Mutants

The School Of Disembodied Poetics

7-13-17

Ain't nobody gonna tell me what to say!
Ain't nobody gonna tell me what to do!

Everywhere...I see
poems...everywhere.

Considering our minds, it's a wonder
we don't have an extensive language
of code words. We probably do,
buried in the thunders under our
collective thousands of works,
but perhaps we're too busy
pushing ahead to erect
framework for (new) old words
set apart from and due to
fashion. Are we not fashioning fashion?
Sounds like something we'd say
if we said stuff like that. Natch,
fit to stand alone yet able
to bend and brush up with the masses.
How? We piece-by-piece to some
means of completion by
whatever becomes our dedicated reason.
Our nature is all nature, of and and,
and something when put together
few might understand. Which
wasn't part of the plan until
the plan had been planned, and
here we stand.