Friday, August 05, 2005

Less

Inescapable
the thoughts that fill my head
trying to make sense of them
fruitless

poetry
should be meaningful and bright
not just words strung together like mismatched pearls
meaningless

crazed
senseless combinations of images
snobbishly posing as art
talentless

hopeful
that what I once thought was a talent I had
was not merely wishful thinking
hopeless