Half Begun Never Done
I have WAY too many saved poem drafts!
Theyíre all crap.
Well, parts of them are crap. †
The other parts are drivel.
Can I create a clever poem from all the bits and pieces?
Maybe, but I wonít. †
I canít remember why I started half of them.
The other half I canít think of a reason to finish.
The third half have no middle!
Blank spots waiting for words that never materialized. †
They all have a common theme. Broken, sad, angry, mad. †
Just substitute pronoun of choice. †
Blah blah fuckety blah. Submit.
Iíd like to try adding some pictures like a bunch of the other poets. †
Itíll never happen.
I just spent 45 minutes trying to paste one in to no avail.
Commaís, semicolonís, dashes, dots.
I donít know where these things actually go! †
My twelfth grade English teacher said put commaís where youíd take a breath when speaking.
Fat lot of good that did me!
I speak quickly and donít breathe. †
Could this be a full on writerís block Iíve read so much about?
Is this poetry?
I donít know.
I was a music major.