things happened so fast
she says death is preposterous
a friend was drunk from a
reunion
and drove his car back home
alone
his body stiffened
he was dead last night
and no one found him
the police came late
death is fast and furious and
flattering
he courted it and voila
he got yes for an answer
These are poetic experiments. Man's quest for the poetic element never ceases. He is always caught in the eye of awe. He does not make the rules now. The rules change depending on the emotion that time and space feed him. He must see everything with his wide eyes gaping. The beginning of poetry too, like philosophy is wonder. Look and see. Do not stop wondering You are the poet. And everything is poetry. Wonder. Wander.
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