i've run out of humorous
things to write about
i've exhausted all
my avenues of mirth
a famine of fanciful fantasy funny
an insidious inane comedic dearth
this lack this void
this what have you will
these barrels this waste
this unnecessary hill
and for what it was worth
it becomes another determent
an exhaustion of amusement
an ending of the merriment
all i have left is this
is this serious splurge
not delightful dim ditties
just the drone of the dirge
the drone of the pipe
that calls to the death
from the sun of the birth
to the very last breathe
About the Creator
Bren
“I know what I mean it to be and respect that someone else may read something entirely different.” Me
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