Babel (free poetry click now!)

Itching to write, and wading through ideas,

Confused by the sheer wealth of options available.

Sorting cause and effect, action and consequence, victim and perpetrator;

Muddling them up in orderly fashion.

Casting out a net for fishy prospects, finding them unviable -

And releasing them dead.

Finding loopholes and getting knotted up in disentangling them.

Chasing the wind to clutch at straws.

Breaking a leg to kick up a storm.

Because I’m itching to write;

To find something and explain it,

Insert innuendo and loaded language,

romanticize and criticize…

Something!

Anything!!!



To hell with it. I’ll write nothing.