In my purple prose
I have rarely written about ‘Beetroot’,
maybe this is because I am not a big fan;
or any type of fan,
I am just a mortal man – just –
and, thinking a k to where it all began,
gives me a headache,
and so I won’t.
Don’t laugh, be serious a moment,
and turn that corner when you come to it –
unless you are reading a real book,
when you should use a bookmark.
Hark’ No, it was just nothing,
or the sound of one hand slow-clapping.
I never know the difference,
hence, it is all the same to me.
Take the easy path,
take the beach route
and be true to yourself.