All confused, Fingers alight on the key board,
Asking answerless questions to myself!
A word here,an idea there ,
Airily moving through an array of inspirations.
'Almighty it is' , I almost confirm,
And second thoughts arise like sprouts in the air!
'A's aspire to get my attention -
Ambition, audience and even apes,
Anger, airplanes, amour and angst
Atoms, anecdotes, automobiles, and art!
Alchemy, angels and angles as well.
Amid these alluring 'a' list choices,
Agony arrives, irking, alarming,
At not being able to achieve the aim.
Am I going to lose it before
Articulation graces the amiss brains?
Along, I play aligning a after a
Appearing for attendance,
Aching for approval.
August audience, I bow to all..
Allow me to get away with an awry awfulness.
Astray, adrift, but at least complete.
Alright...may be at last complete??