I was trying new rhyme schemes as well as word structures... Questions on the riverbank ripple through My mind, Citrus Siren serenading Whispers filter, passion flares, bringing bloom The shallows of the darkest void, waking Inspiration, hidden intuition Because life doesn’t stand around waiting Watching me foster inch by inch in These absurdist nocturnal tendencies Denying my desire’s fruition With tiny little hammers festering My perception and I can’t brush the leaves Away and feel I’m not surrendering Because I don’t know what’s reality In the moment, mindless, oblivious Craving whatever that is out of reach Shedding ladybugs out from the flora Lonely, lusting spite of Aphrodite Shadows on an invisible aura Taking tiny little hammers prying Into the shallows of the darkest void Citrus Princess distressed, liquefying Forcing deaf ears to listen to the noise For what it is, recognize the patter Even though in the end there is no point To make or defend, it doesn’t matter But we waste our breath in all the clamor
