Take care as you read this. I've never claimed to be a poet:
A thousand voices spring through my head,
not one will let me rest in bed.
They each believe they should be the new story,
Rem and Ryan and now a guy named Corey.
But my muse is starting to get upset.
All these men she hasn't even met.
She's tired of me sneaking off with one or the other.
She's threatening to leave altogether.
Caitlin is ready to work hard and tough
if I can just pick a plot, enough is enough!
Eeny, meeny miny moe won't do it,
There's a whole lot more crap to it.
A plot, some conflicts, a monumental change,
a love story that's not too far out of my range.
In the end I know I'll have to choose
or Caitlin will desert me and then I'll lose.
But I'm not a quitter, I won't give in.
I'll wrestle with these men and damn it, I'll win!