joe's new invention

it's frustrating that
everyone tells me
they don't understand
my poetry

and when I read
anyone else's
I don't get theirs either.

so i say we take
poetry to the top
of a tall building
and drop it;
let it shatter

to pieces
on the noon sidewalk.

(especially line-breaks;
i don't quite know
how they work).

And we can replace poetry
with polaroid photographs
of passing traffic
stapled randomly to pages
in blue notebooks.