Rants of the Banter

Rants of the Banter

A Poem by Ed



 instead of looking for a snapshot
the whole plot, the punch line mid drop

how about applying some hard work behind the lines
that are worth the beat,

easy to knock over a
a house of cards, but who writes about the effort mentioning

wisdom some are clueless about.

got things to say for the momentum of hook and chorus line
but with the things of small mind still struggling. I've got nothing.

blowing the wind. sure I can sell it, make a lucky break. counterfiets of the same
claim to fame.

whats fame worth if I don't know what effect I intend to make.

so peace

maybe the register is worth more than the pay.

interesting no ones interested in stills, frame by frame.
how something so valuable can end up in bitterness, yet loses its meaning in rhetoric when its
the topic of the day.
first to laugh, first to put down, first to ask "what are you talking about?"

invested to never care. Never tried but to say "tried too hard". because thats easy.

  pull the linen from the table. yet didn't move a thing.

some people are as clever as unlocking a door without using a key.

metaphorically

by no means an attempt in breaking or entering

one wrong remark causes a house to come down in a backdraft of enabled scoff from a laughing stock

I told you so doesn't mean much when my only measure of worth is how much I can troll.

Yes.  I've made critics proud with a query seem ironicly magnanimous, and yet ambigously dismal

No.  I don't need to use multisyllables

Yet regardless of what one ponders there comes the consensus, 
out of line, get back in place. erred in step thought the value of your thoughts
would
supercede the effect of mistakes.


 Cross examination, I don't even know. Forgot about licences and college degrees.
If I read books observations can be made clearly. Lame come backs, and insults don't really compare
I'll start learning and hope to bump elbows with a the right study partner.



 Circumstances might change and being validated may not be what I need.

Effort towards the wrong conclusions is effort to find out atleast

I like psuedo-intellectuals because they ask if the wheel can be reinvented. what a feat.

The person who invented the wheel was a psuedo-intellectual. because I don't think the concept was invented before square feet

better than whats passed off as modern day sellable absurdities increasing the value of lack of creativity means Andy Warhol was a genius effortlessly

If only words were worth their weight in money and metaphors could equate to a math calculation

Then I'd have no worries about the greatness of what I can't see

When I interject the value of my writings not so hypotheticly

Entertaining myself with what I can gauge as excitement. Impatience is volatile when high velocity.

Turns out not everything is measured in weight as a small change can rewrite the following phrase

from beneficial to hostility.

Writing down my vital lesson. don't break the silence that should be mine to find the answer which I seek.

© 2018 Ed


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