For me, writing poetry is a fearless and irreverent process, ever recognizing that irreverence can be the highest form of reverence. The words left on a page are mere soul droppings. A collection of such droppings of skewered sacred cows may be leather bound, but cannot capture the holy uncowed.
Leather Bound
I have skewered
A thousand stampedes
Of sacred cows
And should I ever
Get bored
And a bit dried out
I could deliver
That end
Product
That leather bound edition
As a mirror shell
Of that sacred
And holy uncowed
