I never liked poetry
They were
Voices from the middle
of earth uncorrupted
Never coming
Or ever left


I never liked poetry
It
Like a friend
That made all
all-right
Beautiful and damp
And
Mostly loud in my
loneliest hours.

I never liked poetry
How it
In a rainy morning
Always
Pushing itself to lift my
keys
May be mastered by
thousands of years.

I never liked poetry
It could break all
hang overs and libraries
For my last all years
It sang me The Valentine
In short three lines.

I never liked poetry
Ordinary mostly
more ordinary than an old man
It does, oh, yes it does
Have deep void eyes
Extending the shoulder
Touching and tracing
to brush me up.

I never liked poetry