In Poetry

In poetry,

Truths emerge

That might otherwise

Require

Lubrication,

Stimulation,

Serious social manipulation.

2 Gin Rickeys

Good red wine

Or absinthe over a sugar cube ~

Fine.

But in poetry,

Unprovoked,

Façades fall away,

Barriers break,

Illusions fade to opaque;

And the truth

Jumps onto the page

Big, bold and unashamed

And it declares

I AM.

I am THAT I am.