Finding Nemo

On that boulevard not so far away.
Time passes like the illusion that it is.
Trying, is not everyone's best fit.
And this isn't poetic.

I'm trying to find a spot in my head.
This has a sentence in English
Finding my muse.
Cloaking cloaking cloaking.

Hunting for reason.
Hunting for intelligence.
Hunting for wisdom.
Finding little but enough

Creating sentences as they come
Whilst listening to a melancholy themed song
Always worked, ten on ten.
Create, I must; creating, I am.

Scribbling as I go.
Unembroidered, are the words I pen down
Ugly, Uninspiring, uncreative.
Was always the way I created beauty.

Slowly but surely
I twitched an eyelid
Spot found.
Muse filled

PS: Create what you want. Someone was the pioneer of that you now call beautiful.