unrhymed sonnet to be a dick
forcing words with sloppy rhyme
a task for which I have no gut
so sold am I on unrhymed verse
I followed Dada and the Beats
Bukowski inspired some verse
I pretended a deeper meaning
could rise in my drunken ramble
I stumbled and bumbled along
words infiltrated innocent page
blue ink, black ink soiled the sheet
pen fused to hand, word image flows
Naively, poetry a term
we falsely thrust upon ourselves
Unrhymed Sonnet
Nice form - still thrusting ~S~
some of us will never grow
some of us will never grow up.