My apologies for the pics I didn't share
For imageless poems so bland and bare
Words cut to the chain without a care
For formatting, style, and glam and glare
But I'd lie if I told you I didn't care
For words recklessly posted and left there
That I don't secretly crave the fanfare
For the words that I gave to stand bare
Stand there, and read what I can't bear
the lines I won't write and can't share
For the piece of your mind you can't spare
The critique you should speak but won't dare
Eenie, no meanie
Might, too
Poetry up the clock
Strikes 2 like a mouse in some old tale
Trailed like a good filM
Err, blocked, buster.