How to make poetry
You’re taking a glance
From unreachable distance
Not too ripe nor too raw
Deep inhale and then blow
Wash it, nurse it, and let it dry
If gone too soft, just give it a time
If too hardened and numb
Dew it with rum
Let the feeling come
Naturally, no force, no harm
Chop words and marks in various
shapes
You don’t want your P made of
formless tapes
Now warm your ambitions in a frying
pan
And steam it all together until it’s
tanned
Add a few table spoons
Of your heartfelt gloom
Salty tears for taste
And pepper embrace,
Work with your wrists
If such do exist
Light yet confident moves
And your favourite juice
Just a bit of course
To make it more yours
Let it rest in the wind
Find a good word with–ind
Now, be careful and strong
With the following row
DO NOT give it to try
To your relatives’ minds
They won't get your dear work
And the way you placed forks
Share with strangers your treats
They'll slow every beat
But before, don't forget
(To avoid regrets)
To try it yourself
Get a grip, free the nerve
Hate it, throw in the bin
Cry all over the scene
Spit on, kick and shout
And then bring it back out
Feel sorry and shame
For acting that way
Now be kind and eat
And do love it a bit
