Confessup 

Ah. 

Let's see. 

First the clever quip 

of misery obligatory 

Tripping over etymology 

for bath salts of sudstinging eyes for sad kittens. 

In pleading quiet mews upside down Comparing 

splitting woods to atoms, searing hearts, 

Always on the verge 

of nervy sadness compressed: 

"Woe is me. 

The leaves turn brown in tinseltown, barns in 

breakdown, with moons in frown while reminding 

us of curse of chemical sounding 

suborbital asphyxiant, wary of selfpitied scrounge" 

Publishable eminent for prize number six in the journal ezinic Inimitabilities, where we note alas tizwrit: 'Ah, let's see. 

The prudent grip of misery but vaguely phantasmagoric, 

tripping clever over etymologies of teary rinse 

repeat like rain etcetery' 

Etcetery