The Heavy Beat Missed – Unhinged Poem

Wasteful wishes,

water not wind,

glasses broken in misery,

my flesh cut but not broken,

I wished for the poetry to sooth my dismay,

hoping the words would say what they may,

but I was given to fly,

I was surprised by the words,

they twisted in rhythm,

they heaved from what they heard,

aplenty,

a fortune,

a bard and his whore,

the winner was subject to oppression,

his grave unmarked,

his coin no more…