Poetics

Poetics, as in antics of a madman. I've always had this question regarding poets, I do not know whether I am a poet. You would be a better judge at that. So here's my question, do all people who write poems have very strong, or rather, violent swings in emotions? There was a time when whiskey and weed did mean a lot, and no matter what the weather was like - there were dark clouds hovering all around.

I used to not like human company (for that matter it isn't much different now), but always wandering and wondering about a lot of things was norms. I still write every once in a while, but the sheer intensity with which the words used to come out and click in to place back then when I was always high, was different. I'm not trying to push people to use alchohol or dugs. It's been three years since I've quit weed, a year and half since cigarettes and every three or four months I have a bit of Whiskey, but that too is coming to a stop, kinda feel it in my bones.

Someone once told me that it was the drugs and alchohol that were creating all the stuff I was putting out, that triggered a fierce anger in me. I had to prove this person wrong and...well I started giving up on old habits.

So here's a little poem I wrote a few months back:

Black Pages

In-breeding this pain in incubated distraught,

Yet, life reeks,

of another misery.

Hammers of the conniving,

Wreck our souls,

Tired of how slow it all is,

I rip myself apart.

But they nail me together,

And stitch in a madman's soul.

Reiterates this sigh,

through another thousand deaths.