You are
by far
the worst thing
that has ever happened
to my poetry
You see,
I thought that
if I could write you
a poem
well, then
you'd have to
fall in love
with me
additions (but not a finished product):
But it turns out
capturing someone's affection
is more difficult than
scooping fireflies into glass jars
and stringing some silly
self-indulgent rhymes together
so it's hardly worth the mention
and me?
I'm finding it hard to
even hold your attention
when I'm just a girl
writing a poem
about a boy
and who cares anyway, right?
because if it's not
scandalous or glamorous
why waste the time?
it wouldn't even make a good headline
Girl Likes Boy
that's old news
so I'm asking my muse
for some help here
a little bit of magic here
so that my words
might just catch your ear
but she just looks at me
with disgust like
"why are you wasting my time?"
she wants nothing to do
with my horrible lines like:
Rose are red, violets are blue
my poetry sucks
and it's all thanks to you
additions (but not a finished product):
But it turns out
capturing someone's affection
is more difficult than
scooping fireflies into glass jars
and stringing some silly
self-indulgent rhymes together
so it's hardly worth the mention
and me?
I'm finding it hard to
even hold your attention
when I'm just a girl
writing a poem
about a boy
and who cares anyway, right?
because if it's not
scandalous or glamorous
why waste the time?
it wouldn't even make a good headline
Girl Likes Boy
that's old news
so I'm asking my muse
for some help here
a little bit of magic here
so that my words
might just catch your ear
but she just looks at me
with disgust like
"why are you wasting my time?"
she wants nothing to do
with my horrible lines like:
Rose are red, violets are blue
my poetry sucks
and it's all thanks to you
yet time
ReplyDeleteafter time
after time
words;
cliche, impure
only proved
my motive incomplete.
i thought
so shortsighted
to believe
you could
be won with
such a singular
display.
by devising such
my words
became
downcast, drowsy
because
my dear
sometimes
only touch;
electric can suffice.
words deceived
me with their
seduction.
too easy to say
and easier still
to substitute
for action.
my failure
cost me
a spark.
(not really my style. im a little more wordy but i tried to match you.)