My Signature

My signature style

is just to blab.

To let it all hang out

like excess flab.

Why must I tell you people

every little thing?--

Sentiment too lengthy for page,

words too choppy to sing.

I would hate to think

some see me as a fraud

who does things without thinking

that they could not, or,

should not applaud.

But even with a gallery of images in mind

the words that come out are too honest, I find.

(and they are ugly,
they are so ugly)

No covering up with watercolors today,

Every talent here has been washed away.

Only with my signature you are left

the loopy, whirly, twisty, bereft.