All English Sonnets
This stuff amounts to nothing friend out there
No way to go nowhere to go and no way to get there.
Coulerupting the ugliest nightmare
Of grudges and anonymities .
Hamstrung hopes and mediocrities
Ensecond in debilities anonymities
Quiescent thorns of wishes impish grope
Disrupt with slapstick answers just to cope
But cope they not and merely culde sac
Personified has now become their lack
Of toe holds on the awnings of this life
And down the mire of life uncomanded
Through fissures of
Don’t blame my father and the street.