1.

I want to be ambiguous

like Julius Caesar

playing Monopoly

with an octopus

on a Berocca comedown

– but that’s ridiculous.

2.

I want to write free verse

but all too often it evades me,

oh well – it’s not a poem unless it rhymes

& at least then I’m not that lazy.

& 3.

I want apathy

but any time’s fine with me.

All that stuff...