A Villanelle
“This villanelle is a form from hell.”
I say as I sit here, pulling hair out.
Stabbing my brain for words to spell.
Who picked this “fun writing prompt”? DO TELL.
It me — a wannabe literary lout.
This villanelle is a form from hell.
My attempts at lines hardly gel!
Creativity stuck (as if consumed by gout)
Stabbing my brain for words to spell.
Nor could I be saved by the school bell.
No scholastic excuse could I now tout.
This villanelle is a form from hell.
“Poems are fun!” — what a lousy sell.
With a loud-ass sigh and as I pout,
Stabbing my brain for words to spell.
AM SO DONE WITH THIS ‘CRAFT’ I now yell
For reasons below, at thee I spout:
“This villanelle is a form from hell
Stabbing my brain for words to spell.”