Ultimate Forum Poem

The ultimate forum poem.

what was the point
before point-scoring?
I vaguely remember
the pursuit

of rambling tides
descriptions
fierce surrenders
louche asides

jobless grapes
and other japes
gen. queries
ruminaries

fait accompli
rumpy pumpy
weasel statements
noise abatements

boasts of sloth
or lust or both
flirts conniving
the wed surviving

now you need
to pay tight heed
to plots unwrit
that spyrograph
around each skit

I can't create
just for this quorum
so tart quorate
respect the forum

email your convoluted and bitter psychodramas to each other that's what
the flipping email option on your handle is for. sheesh.

shall I go for the longest ryhming pattern since Byron the studmuffin
letch sent his rambling odes to publishers Murray/Ince/McLeish?

should I call it a day acknowledging finally that I have no natural
bent for pentameter or scansion or wilfully plough on like a deranged
naif?

no I think i'll work to the bitter end on the principle that I will
fully accept my lacuna ex officio and that unstructured poetry is
perfectly safe.