

VISUAL FOREPLAY
Poets gather
Consortium of raw emotion
Visual foreplay
Pointed words
Flow like shed blood
Penetrating
Prophetic
Genuine love inherent
We all have something to say
How we are perceived
Not paramount
As a gnawing desire for a hearing
Monumental world events
Bombard bewildered children
Reckless disorder
Coming down fast
Hard
Ferocious times indeed
© Bill Grimes Jr. 2007
“Don’t tell me what the poets are doing”
“Don’t tell me that they are talking tough”
“Don’t tell me that they are anti-social”
“Somehow”
“Not anti-social enough”
“All right”
Lyrics from “Poets” by Tragically Hip
2003-2004