Change Your Gait Right Out of the Gate

What if I write a blank or draw a curtain…curtains for me, in this dank poetry. What pertains to right… is it wrong to stray, head the other way, away from well known artistry. First succeed in basics…oh the breeding… the warning heeding…don’t get all caught up. Let your imagination run with the bulls, fly with haloes. Crumble not under the weight, the crushing heresy agape…still watch your spelling, laughing… unless you meant to…wait for it… change your gait right out of the gate. Oh they will hate you… won’t that be great. Take fifty paces of oxygen and don’t be late…don’t be late. just be great. applause….applause. plausibly the worst write…right? W R i T e 2/27/2023