When are words not enough?
Words are never enough
They lie and they’re inefficient
but I can’t write
a poem about it
because no words will flow
thanks to a gnawing craving
for a Bass Ale
because of the sign
I can’t get a beer
until I get to New York
and I can’t find the way
to write a new poem
called “Words Are Never Enough.”
So hence the journey
continues on the train
and moves slowly thru Jersey
trudging towards Manhattan
and me without a beer or a poem
It’s just enough
to make a man
go stark raving mad