Standing on the edge
Of a cliche,
About to teeter off
Into mediocrity.
The monotony is a pain.
Waiting on the richness
Of the next line,
Before it skitters off
Into poverty
With its half pronounced rhyme.
Metaphors
Less than or equal to
Blah.
And the irony
Of an expressive medium
Attempting
To quantify it.
Cause nothing is worse
Than a short burst
Of inspiration --
The sensation of something sublime --
Being utilized
On the endless invasion
Of the senseless nothings
On your mind.