What does poetry save you from

The starvation of the MIND Dread, but never attend Hunger to sing one's own praises - Gluttonous for words, Smacking your lips at their flavour. The dead of night - NIGHT The night that won't just Die Alive only in the paper and pen; POETRY - A crutch for the user, Disguised as a cure for the endless dark. "a Poet:stays awake to save ART" Long live the sleepless Poet.