Just Sayin

What I don't like about poetry is how the poet often hides like a starved bleeding child under the skirt of civility.
    
blood on a sugar cube  
  
Too often a kind of Zen of saying something without saying something. Do you think that's subtlety?  
Anyway let's face it we are all rather fucked up and some of us try to hide it and a few, very few, of us own it, and some of us have the audacity to celebrate it.  If you're that brave you may be a Satanist.    
   
pants off dance off  
   
We'd write our guts out. Force our readers to gobble up our penned intestines and rub their genitals in them and if they didn't we wouldn't give a flying turd.    
   
a woman who writes feels to much  
   
We might study the art of the spell and the curse. We might fuck our sisters girlfriends, as many as we could, or our mothers, or our fathers unless you were given to incest and then know what it is to be a sick fuck and laugh our butts off about it, knowing thats how god actually made you in his divine infallibility.    
   
[i]a man who writes knows to much  
   
We might know our own shadows and bring that dark harvest to light so it doesn't trip us up when we think we've persuaded the so-called good people with those among us who are  good too in an exchange of lies.  
   
flowers from hell  
   
To acknowledge the shadow doesn't at all mean we are devoid of decency, kindness and love, but may I suggest that those virtues are so much more potent when they are part of an integrated whole.  
   
Just sayin, if you died tomorrow I would eat your corpse but why wait?