Flew too close to the sun again, did ya?
She grabbed the sun and held it in front of you
Because you were such an ass.
Grab your mop and clean the wax off the floor
Lucky for you
You have the conceit to play the victim
“Oh woe is me what did I do to deserve this?”
You’ll find another muse soon enough
And you’ll get to do it all over again!
Live in that comfort zone.
You deserve it.
Lawrence Miles is a poet living in White Plains, New York. He is wondering which rules need to be followed and which need to be ignored.