Kafka, Baby!

Kafka, Baby! 

Let me be
Frank.
Molest me no more
bemoaning your
metamorphosis.
Beatle is as
beatle does.
I know Lennon.
You sir, are no
John.

Cease your ebony-
ivory-key-banging-
mid-life-madness-
pipe-vision noise.
Click compositions
no more nor $9.99
WindowsMe Idiot
Songwriter.

Get a job!

Frankly, Franz,
You've metamorphosized
our social life. Me. I miss.
Miss flashing ice to
my girlfriends. Miss me as
Miss Thang. The Club. My strut.
Off! Raid! Rid us of
your mid-life bugginess.
Ooze, you do, beetle goo
through My life!
Old dream fantastic
to Ooooooo like George,
Ringo, Paul...Toooooo late!

Renaissance magnificat!
You sing. Revolution,
evolution, haute creativity.
No normal fling.
A Rock Fame Quest.
No red Miata.
No blonde.
No job no more.

Metamorphosis.
My musical bug.