Pretty Poet

Where Have All The Pretty Poets Gone? A real poet are you, charismatic over everything you serve Showcasing, a rainbow that folds the perfect worldwide perspective I'm talking about flawless literature at its best no typos, no muss Just a page full of boredom and rust Thank you for having Lunesta all up in my head It's like reading a poetry lesson, from the extras of The Walking Dead An image frozen cold, waiting for inspiration to hit like Al Capone I'm bored of your flora flamboyant language rocking me like stones A psychedelic trip, into the odyssey of a blind man's tale A home where I am pushed to open a dictionary & thesaurus with Braille Wondering what you just said, --Hakuna Matata, what a wonderful day! The best rocket pen poet in the USA Today, Launching words like no tomorrow, a fool of wordplay and sorrow A godlike guinea-pig genius, delegating poetry politician-style Perhaps, one day you will become a famous writer Burning books, like a cigarette lighter Until then, enjoy pushing your pen as if it were cocaine, Snorting up and cutting up the food chain in vain Patronizing and ignoring those, for better or worse A solo cup stuck up another cup, -won't even look my way Correct me if you will, it's no big deal Just don't forget to give me the same respect I offer you Until then my pretty poetic friend, I kneel before no one By: ME 5-25-14