This poetry?
Unruly?
Well, excuse me...
It just doesn't matter to me:
If many or any,
Both of which there are plenty-
Say I've impoverished the suppleness
Of what is supposed to be the established verse script:
So what if it's seen
As neither cool nor hip?
Or upon the old literary radar-
It doesn't even pick up a single blip?
For accordingly-
To me:
It's always been...
Lyrics- lyrics- lyrics-
Like a product for your perusal
In a mall or a market:
Open 24 hours-
Come hither-
Night or day!
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