Verbum Bellum

words, words, words thrown at the wall for naught clever syntax catchy rhyme scheme hapless cadence letters caught grappl'd with a muse dusty finger crackled keys a screen fills up with empty prostrate mindflow webbing knees staring at resistance heart cold hunter pupil dark talon raked out golden gorgets inspiration miss'd its mark as an eye grows jaundiced gimlet squinting at the dawn another pass beyond the ether inkwell'd worlds both here and gone as a helm grows weary laid heavy onto mossy glen one last thrust at cruel Erato spent and protstrate lay down pen.