Tore Up And Ready To Heist Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

'What makes poetry,
Poetry? '

So debatable could be the responses.
But I would say...

Its assessibility to capture imaginations,
In those minds the author has found...
Prepared to accept perceptions that touch,
An ability to comprehend...
Pieces of thought suspended,
To be brought into a collective reality.
Left to sit and dwell in one's mind.

'I see.
And...
This has nothing to do with alcohol?
Or being a little buzzed out on drugs? '

Where is this coming from?
People can be creative without being tore up,
And ready to heist off a tote from a joint.

'Now...
That is poetry.
I understood that completely.
Thank you for that image.'