Free Verse Sucks #1

My boots are stuck.
Is it my ignorance
   or the Poets excess?
Divine droppings in a syllabic ruse.
Who cares about the cat?
What am I impeding?
Light and dark are hidden
Does Rhapsody await?
Around a corner a
   butterfly breeds tension,
A gnat is curious,
The mechanical meets the harmonic,
My stomach churns,
Thus I've attempted free verse!
No one likes me.

jeyler 2006