How To

How to poem?!
when feeling naked
ashamed and fruitless
with tattered branches
with thoughts out of - beds.
I promise the words
words promise the meanings
coffees, big bangs
planting acacias
hiding from ogrs
feelings...
the clock could meow
but... should it truly?
something should happen
while sipping gin-cocktails
munching green olives
flowerless seasons can even change
something must happen.
So how to poem
crumpled lips and t-shirts
bad tiny drawings
promises of words
and words should provide meanings
they stay
and the tombstones so
... after all