#rhymemetre
Eh?
(sonnet #MMMMMMMDCCLXVI)
So laugh at me, cuz now I've chance to thence
Immerse myself in poetry's detail
Oer coffee break, I've plumb forgot t'avail
Me thus. Three books, yes, printed pages dense
With antique lines, wait to be read is't, hence?
But I perused them on the night I'd hail
The chance to purchase cast-off books, and pale
As aught complaint th'auld poets stunk, where's sense?
Change is the order of the hour. We were
Supposed to drink joe in good comp'ny, to
Talk to a living soul, not dead. Bestir
Me to read lines and catch their spirit through
That seance was't? I'm all mixt up in poor
'Scuse cuz the coffee's mine, all mine anew.
12Mar19b
Mar 14, 2019
Mar 14, 2019 at 10:34 PM UTC