Delusions of Poetry

She was half past metrical quarter nonsensical theatrics, bordered south of burbled oddities, fashioned herself enigmatically stated whorling an overly zealous lexicon, recklessly aimed for macrocosmos bust a rhyme on defeated asphalt, whereupon she never ceased to waver from gumption's potential 'tween vast illusions of poetry “The writer must believe that what he is doing is the most important thing in the world. And he must hold to this illusion even when he knows it is not true.” John Steinbeck