lack of inspiration

I went to write a poem,
and nothing would come out;
Then I started to worry,
and then I started to pout;
Lack of inspiration is scary,
and it leaves you feeling blue;
But if you read this far,
the poem has come through.

Now you might say that
this poem is really a cheap trick;
But I've got more in store,
considering what you paid for it.

February 2, 2009.

Copyright © 2009, Ricky A. Pursley. All rights reserved.

1 comment:

  1. This is genius, you gloriously insane bastard.