Shotgun Poet

I'm a shotgun poet

shooting off my mind

into crowded humanity.

If anything, most just hear

a loud noise.

If the words hit, the wound

to the heart is permanent...

the bleeding never stops.

Violent imagery.

Poets are revolutionary.

Some even ran countries.

Some recited on soap boxes, 

sang in the streets.

Some were killed by Fascists,

Communists, Democrats.

Some were afraid to show

their hearts.

Some were afraid to stop

selling insurance.

Many went insane.

Many found solace

in drug addled brains.

Establishment poets

sing platitudes, lull the

masses with sweet

sounding words, are lauded,

held high by their keepers.

Real poets are ready to die.

The bleeding never stops...

the heart's blood that quenches

the longing of humanity