I Disclaim Nothing Is this a disclaimer of sorts?
although I disclaim none of my work,
an explainer? better word?
yes, so, some of my poetry is very strange,
profoundly psychotic trips of absolute madness,
incoporating ideas
images
substances
matters
in an unnatural or distasteful manner.
I could say:
The Walrus made me do it! or,
perhaps I write of such subjects so derangedly
because I demand to be heard with open mind or,
hell, maybe I just get off on being weird.
I hope no personal offense is ever extracted from my work,
for I mean no offense,
for I am one as you are one we all are one
even if we are not one with each other
and is it not the most wonderful thing
that we have Life Blood Force Spirit Soul Godhead
in our veins and in our brains
and we each choose to manifest it
in unique, even contradictory fashions.
So if you disagree with my ideas,
then is is wonderful that you have your own ideas.
If you do not like the way I have portrayed an idea,
then it is wonderful that you know how to portray the same idea
differently.
If you are moved to discuss my poetry with me by email,
then that is wonderful,
because we can and will make a connection
we will take advantage of the fact
that we are both, by sheer coincidence
humans
alive (and connected to the internet)
on the same planet in this vast universe
during the same flash of time in this massive history.
It is wonderful if you liked my poetry (and give me love and praise)
or if you hated my poetry (and give me criticism and perspective)
for you have been somehow affected.
The only tragedies that could come of this endeavor,
(for which I write and for which you read)
is if you simply
do not care
are unmoved
unchanged
by my work.
Then we have wasted time on a dysfunctional connector.
But, of course, the real tragedy
is if you do not open your mind
and you proceed to bombard me with hate.
Then both of us fall apart
and WE(all)
fall.