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Amanda M. Fulmer<br />

Q-Tip<br />

What is poetry, anyway, except ear wax removal?<br />

Poetry<br />

dance<br />

song<br />

painting<br />

playing instruments<br />

making drawings<br />

clay pots—<br />

love is<br />

all a form of self expression<br />

screaming<br />

whispering<br />

drawing<br />

articulating<br />

murmuring<br />

enunciating<br />

mumbling<br />

snorting<br />

shouting out your insides.<br />

The closest canal from your mind is straight<br />

through your ears.<br />

What?<br />

Ears!<br />

Listen up!<br />

Anger comes out as steam,<br />

insanity, as a ceaseless humming and buzzing<br />

beauty, as a symphony, which you write down<br />

(or maybe not, if you’re selfi sh)<br />

and they call you a composer<br />

fears and doubts as sarcastic, unkind little voices<br />

hopes and dreams as timid rainbows<br />

peace and contentment as sunshine<br />

suicide attempts, not as red, shiny blood<br />

but as a steady, empty vacuum<br />

capable of swallowing or creating entire universes.<br />

All these emotions drift around aimlessly<br />

then gather into one very strange ensemble.<br />

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Amanda M. Fulmer<br />

Poetry<br />

and other ways of telling the world<br />

whatever damn thing you want to say<br />

is just letting the beans of knowledge spill over.<br />

They come out your ears!<br />

Naturally, they can’t come out the ears if there is<br />

ear wax in the mmgmmph… What?<br />

Ears!<br />

So, to write really good poetry<br />

fi rst, clean your ears<br />

then, listen to yourself<br />

your stomach growling<br />

your heart beating<br />

and all the people that you consist of<br />

talking, maybe even having a party in your brain<br />

and let whatever they have to say go fi rst<br />

into your ears<br />

and then out.<br />

Let your life blood come shooting out.<br />

Let your soul overfl ow.<br />

But don’t let your beautiful poem get earwax on it<br />

or people won’t be able to read it.

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