I could make a pretty poem
And mold it into something
With line breaks
And stanzas
Maybe it would win prizes
And be misunderstood
It would have to have a clever
Rhyme scheme
It would be about real life
But with a twist
Maybe about me drinking my
Morning coffee and reaching an
Epiphany through the swirls
Of mocha in my mug
Oh, it would have alliteration and
Maybe some consonance. I could throw
Some big words in for good measure
Like “narcolepsy” and “prescription pills”
Maybe the latter is what I was on when
I ever decided to write a pretty poem
With line breaks
And stanzas
And complicated rhyme scheme.
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