Techno Bricolage

It's true, many folks do not care for rhyme
And prefer to compose a bollix wad,
So I will tiny tweak my poetry
To null the line termination scheme
As dirge for the ditty dongs and dings
Varnishing that tumbledown lily strand
Lingering in desolation's back lot
Behind the refurbished dumpster in vogue
Trendsetting eloquence into the past
Of rococo rivets and filigree rose...
Because who gives a shit about décor
When you have to get something off your chest?

No room now to eat, drink, and be merry,
When efficiency demands catharsis.