The murder of a poet (I)

(The first try)

You said we cannot be

“Being” what? I must ask

We cannot be agog!

That’s a droll task

You’re sounding like a bee

You’re clear as fog

Metaphors, vacuous

Why are we doing this?

You are inquiring again!

Stop! They can not suspect

It’s my fault now!? You even forgot to rhyme

And you the metrics........

He’s almost finishing the poem, be discreet

Be? You said we cannot ......

Silence, for god sake!

Now hes is going to awake

I’ve been planing this for years and in seconds you spoil everything

Forget! We'll have to try another time. Just keep your mouth shut.

Hurry! He's coming to fill this page.