I want poems with teeth.
I want poems that snarl at the stranger outside.
I want poems so daring that Evel Kneivel can't read them.
I want poems that take me on an off road ride across the Sarengeti.
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organic poetry, what a thought. Seems these days we are all pushed towards perfection by correction. But correction by who! Keep on looking and writing Jeff.
I almost never edit my own works. I like to view them as snippets of me at the time I wrote them, and except for punctuation corrections, they almost always stand as originally penned in the moment.