Excuses, excuses...

It's a situation
all too familiar:
sitting at this keyboard
getting sillier and sillier,
descending from Olympus
to a hell of trivia,
fingers wildly itching
for some inspiration,
tapping out some pointless words
in conceited desperation

so I hope you'll weakly smile
and charitably say
'oh it's just a poet who won't shut up
having a bad day'...

poem by Michael Shepherd
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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