I’d like to write another post
as the world slides into hell;
a post that flows and has a beat
and truth to tell.

Regardless of the topic’s theme
it really ought to roll…
and thus inspire someone to dream
– or save their soul.

The problem is my muse gets serious,
too pensive, way too fast.
Accentuating the delirious
is what will last.

I’m tired of those with words to share
who say it so damn poorly.
They publish tripe devoid of life
so self-assuredly…