Writing poetry is just not my thing.
So I'll just string
A bunch of lines
This way
And you'll think I'm awesome.
And if you don't think so
I implore you to.

My life.
I like these short sentences.
Yeah, so my life
And everyone else's, I bet,
Is a bed full of roses
Replete with thorns.
The ups smell good
The downs scratch.

There, inspiration over
All gone in a flash
I'll be back to complete
These incomplete sentences.