tedbedlam

Blight has gathered
Guest at the door
Knock knock knocking
At brittle bone
Teeth will shatter
Bounced off the cold
Re-imagine
Arms to make us whole


Not sure where that was going but I figured I'd write it. Thank god I put down poetry and took up... I don't know. Basically I put down poetry and did some different shit. Being a jackass? Well I guess I would have been a jackass anyway...

On a technical note, does a change in meter at the final line of a single stanza poem constitute a volta despite ambiguity in meaning?

This is why I'm a shitty fucking poet. I can't write the poetic equivalent of a fucking punch line.