From in and around my room

Asks a moth to the flame
'What is in a name?'
The flame knows no better,
It answers 'Four letters.'

The roach on the floor
Through a slightly open door
Perambulates in daze,
'Insatiable' - Darren Hayes

The lizard behind the table
Unfortunately, sits
Waiting for me
To make a rhyme about it

But as much as I try,
I realize it's a rumor,
That I'm a poetess of mopes.
Really, my runes need some humor.