I want to write the stupid,

the ridiculous, the banal

and the wildly insane,

in words that don’t make

sense and make me laugh

and make me cry and make

me want to stop cold

the wisdom that pours from

this tragic bleating heart.

 

For I have seen the world anew,

and I have seen the pain and cries

not measured by words but by gain,

and I have seen the shifting signs

of good and bad, where one becomes

the other and cruelty has the day.

 

So leave me now with my stupid

words to write,

leave me now with this cliched

broken heart.

 

24/6/2017