I’ve always wanted to write one of those rambling,
meditative poems. The kind where you just know
it’s a poem and not some random piece of prose
without the use of punctuation or rhythm
that has been skillfully put together
by someone who has more words on a given subject
than his mind can possibly contain
but has somehow managed with much finesse
to incorporate every single one of them
into one cohesive idea.
I particularly like the part where the author
completes a sentence after a paragraph break just to show off
his ability, his brilliance, his absolute and utter artistry
at keeping you tuned in to his train of thought.
I LOVE that style, I really do!
just when I think I’m making progress,
my pesky sense of rhythm kicks back in.
Feeling woefully defeated I concede
I have written yet another boring poem!