#3

Sounds, What?

Ah, an awesome audio-based poem.

Whatever will I write about?

Grand guardian gazing worringly?

Despair of Death descending to gather?

Some sod’s soul going to the depth?

Maybe a mayor at the mercy of sopranos?

Nay, not those nils, something miraculous,

Better, bolder, beastly, that will nag

Readers, to remind, to remain within their brains.

Like how images of ladies lying bare lingers in retinas
Focusing upon those fine frames, lustfully.

Perchance, pretty poems aren't that fine.