In praise of confusion

Confusiasm
Enthusiasm!
Certainty
ain't good for thee. 

Just try telling somebody something is easy for them

The world is seriously serious,
hard work is hard work
to be done.

But messages nearly delirious,
shoddy wrapping
up truth that's more fun. 

Book review

It might be fun to always win
but not if the fix is secretly in.

Not needing to try
means it's no fun existing.

And with all those damn pages
how can so much be missing?

The book is not, perhaps, all that important

The important thing 
about a cricket
is just that it is black...
if, that is,
and only if
the writer's just a hack. 

Interpretations of tragedies as implicit directives

Near here?
Feel fear.
Far away there?
Do not care. 

There's a rhyme for "synth", too

Poetry students
maintain a belief;
it's mentioned five classes in nine.

But nevertheless
there's a place (it's in Wales)
and its name rhymes with "orange" just fine. 

Trying isn't, of course, required

If you never, can't, or won't,
take a dim view, so you don't,
if no comes first when you consider,
and you're an over-cautious bidder;
you're badly served by stolen glance:
you'd find the world inside a chance.

Just stay right where you are

The universe.
I think of course
my mind is at the center:
a little room with many doors 
where fear posts
"do not enter".

Absurdity and self reference

Insistence on meter
and rhyme can be silly
when it forces inclusion 
of words (said, er, Billy).

I should charge rent

Engines in autos

prefer filtered air,

so a box is installed

underhood -- it's just there.

It works pretty well

But in my car, of late,

the air filter's also

mouse real estate.