NeverBe, Wannabe, But WoeIsMe

He wrote down any damned line that spread

its wiggle of words through the emptiness of his head;

and any insensate sentence that wanted to spew from his mouth

he thought had been chosen to be said,

with neither rhyme nor reason nor couth;

and he displayed them on a cite that accepted any post,

where he could write without skill; and without effort, coast.



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