po-etdict

sowed from seed
of rudiment crop,

no sophisticated
I am not,

flow knowledge,
don’t have a lot,

basic lyrics
all that I’ve got,

“oh shit”
that open slot,

zig zag notes
for that perfect jot

“hott damn”
a perfect drop!!

spill flop
to spill flop,

a glowing poet
I’m not that hot,

still i aspire to master,
and ride it to the top,

know me
as that po-etdict

thinking in ink,

from start to non stop.