The Accidental Poem

I don’t want to write a poem for you It’s just not something I am into At least not at this particular second And not just because you beckoned I don’t want to write a poem right now I’ll pretend that I just don’t know how At least for the remainder of today Tomorrow might be a more poem-y day I don’t want to write a poem at all I’d rather bang my head against a wall At least I don’t have to write one bit This is a poem, you say? Well, shit!