I don't understand free-verse writing.
Poems always had rhyme, meter, something solid
but now
they can do whatever

usually I dont even like it.
seeing things that should fit
that really dont

but hey, sometimes its fun
like sneaking a cookie when mom can't see
even though you know she knows.
and you'll love every minute of it.

so Free verse is here
to stay
and I guess I'll have to
get used to
the fact.

Penned by my hand on the 20th of Chronos, in the year 390 AF.