Ode to Nero
life as a bouy
incessantly i
hate everything i allow
you gave my ennui
wings to fly
i cannot escape it now
wanton secretion
of deadbeat marvel
to swallow the midday sun
you serve the depletion
of society, larvel
and newly beleaguered good fun
as i, in fits grow crueler
destroying all the ants
that make up the popular punity
a lonely single ruler
will have the world he wants
his epic world in unity
my heart, with sand, grows orphic
it cannot dim my art
pondering can weigh my unheard glory
my world in metamorphic
colors trim my heart
my duty is to make my critics sorry
incessantly i
hate everything i allow
you gave my ennui
wings to fly
i cannot escape it now
wanton secretion
of deadbeat marvel
to swallow the midday sun
you serve the depletion
of society, larvel
and newly beleaguered good fun
as i, in fits grow crueler
destroying all the ants
that make up the popular punity
a lonely single ruler
will have the world he wants
his epic world in unity
my heart, with sand, grows orphic
it cannot dim my art
pondering can weigh my unheard glory
my world in metamorphic
colors trim my heart
my duty is to make my critics sorry
--July 9, 2003
