Ramble.

Once upon a time
I started on a rhyme
I didn't even know
just where the thing would go.
And as it would it happened -
that my mind would snap and
my creativity
would go down the drain you see.
Sure I would come up
with words to fill on up
the white space on my screen,
and replace them with black ink.
Though I suppose ink's the wrong word,
because I haven't printed this,
but I don't care if I'm absurd,
there is no point to miss.
I'm just in a poem mood.
I guess I'm a poem dude.
But whatever the case be,
I have been bored lately.
So poetry will come.
Who cares if it is dumb?
Not I, I can attest.
Thank God it's not a test.