Relentless Whatever

[wasellajam]

wow bunx, really enjoyed that.

The Spencerian sonnet addled my brain,
ditto the french forms each with a refrain.
No imagery crying for Japanese count,
not even a limerick to snicker about.
Alliteration worn out, metaphor fled,
no rhymes or allusions left in my head.
No burning emotions, no secrets confessed,
for a mind that's blank it's Blank Verse that's best.