Finish this poem.

Why do I write in rhimes from time to time that are not worth a dime???
Why do I dwell on moons that would not fill my spoon???
Why do I swell and swoon and fill the suble artifice like a balloon???
Oh space is not so far away and dear that I can't find it twixt my ears
If I called neso on the phone and said: come hither and give me your advice
would it think twice or once or all or nothing nice???
With Rhimes I fight I battle I can't win
and to lose is sin
Can I think of truth and bend my words to suit???
Can I tie my words into a knot and shoot???
Can I tie the infinite to the absolute
the formless to the form???
I'd rather diaper a baby not born!!!

Let me see if I can do this with some kindness... End rhimed lines no matter how well done or how often stacked do not make poetry... Songs rhime, but songs are only seldom poetry, and poetry is art, not just craft, and what poetry has in common with other art is Subject, for Subject makes art... For me, only one subject is worth the work of poetry, and that makes poetry no work at all, and that is Love... What poetry suffers from universally, in my opinion, and the reason why I cannot stand to read it is self consciousness and introspection... Life, like art is a dynamic... It is not you as soft and giving as a blade of grass on a stormy shore sharing your agony and doubts with an uncaring world... It is about you only in the sense of participant and spectator and witness to the drama, excitement and tragedy of your own life which, like all lives, is made or broken, bet on one single throw of the dice for love... Only write about what you know and seek to know nothing other than love, because all else is illusion...

Wow. That was not helpful at all.

Don't take any advice you don't pay for; and I mean it... If I catch you doing so I am going to call the law.

ummm.

if he puts a flaming bag on your porch, for god's sake, don't stomp on it...

Why would he torch his mother, and why would I stomp her???... He ought to burn his idea of poetry and start over...I don't think people write that way any more... I write rhymes.. I use rhymes a lot... I just don't let a rhyme throw my poem so far off track I will never get it back..

Right! No rhyme, no meter, no reason, but the length of the lines is kind of random and the capitalization is sometimes bizaare. Lets call it poetry, cuz it sure ain't nothing else.

Poetry is not a game that is won by default.