Writer's block = laziness ;)

Resting on my leg, a mess of noise it makes
Turn its tuning peg, perfect pitch; it breaks
awoken from its sleep, the demon begins to feed
gnawing in so deep, instantly I bleed.
Quenching hunger pains, making me its whore.
leaving crimson stains, as it has before
bit the hand that feeds, trapping me once more
satisfied its needs, fell dead t'ward the floor
Bitter in its old age, teeth ripping through my thumb
Emptying its final rage, too weak it had become.
My wound will heal with time, its inspiration I'll abuse.
Exploit it with this rhyme, steal attention with my ruse
The emotions it may bring, and some it might confuse.
How a broken string, has now become my muse.


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I wrote this yesterday afternoon in about 10 minutes.
I was at a family party and there was a small really cheap guitar sitting in a toy chest that caught my eye. I picked it up and began tuning it up. I figured at the very least I'd entertain my younger cousins with some goofy songs and give their parents a break. What I didn't expect was while I was tuning it to a nearby piano, apparently the G-string was strung improperly and had significant wear to it. So, I had the guitar tuned to a perfect pitch except the G-string, so I began to turn the peg and unexpectedly, the string snapped and swung up, wrapped around my right thumb and left a small "gash". And although it bled like hell and looked like an impressive war wound, it was actually nothing more than a small slice, but it gave me a thought of a time wasting poem. And that's how this came to be.
I mean, I've done it before, tuned a string improperly and ended up snapping it and getting a droplet of blood from a small cut, but this time it was just so odd that it bled quite convincingly, I had to take some time to just admire and then of course document with words this Saint Elmo's Fire-esque phenomenon I had witnessed, haha.
:)
I also had an alternate end to the "Exploit it with this rhyme, steal attention with my ruse" line. Where instead I had "Exploit it with this rhyme, gain attention I can't refuse" but I figured the former fit better as, after all, it's more of a take on modern music than anything. Just a play on "those fuckin' emo scene kids" who apparently just take emotions and exaggerate them until they make money, or at least that's I was told by a friend who is a (self proclaimed) "music fan". ;)