PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Sometimes our muse

is written

in specific fashion,

with detailed elegance,

and with purpose.



Portrayed

a certain way:

image-rich

or with clandestine rhymes

destined to

elicit

awe,

catharsis;

bridge the gap between

soul and mind,

audience and artist.



But really...



Sometimes they're just words

thrown together

for applause:

slander

slipperily sliding

off your slithering tongue

just to make

alliteration,

to make a buck,

to catch a

goddamn stare.



The lyrical whore

on the park bench

waiting to be touched,

to be indulged

in our circus orgy.

An affair of minds

cumming on the page

with no other purpose than

to know they fucked.