melted

the perfect catchy title

for each of my poems
i feel the need to constantly think
not of what i'm writing
(i barely even know what i'm writing)
but of a catchy title
to catch your mind, eyes flickering
scroll past and return to me
and flounder in my nonsensical wordsmithing
something that will take charge
command your attention
focus! focus! rage by the dying light
that's me, sprawled across a couch
coming up with catchy titles
witty, topical, comical, the works
i have the world of literature in my hands
i have nothing but a mind breaking
and fragmenting into microscopic pieces
just trying to think of catchy titles
it's funny that for this poem
i am unable to create
just speaking my mind does not instantly form
prose, i am a fraud
with the sole task
of coming up with catchy titles
to keep you entertained
keep me satisfied
keep the earth turning
i am the universe
and the seven seas and seven continents
scream seven screams all waiting
for a catchy title
to calm the ongoing storm.