eldar | (no subject)

I am the descort, and thwart, and long
for discordant, mordant chaos;
See the pretty dissolution,
See the ditty pattern briefly then
Dissolve away
Into a
Newer
Mode of messy disagreeable
(but me-able)
Affray, with lovely spite and hating,
Fights and hurting,
Never abating.
(Quite contrary me.)

What Poetry Form Are You?

If I wasn't a descort, I'd be a haiku.
I'm more comfortable with being a haiku.
These more complex forms of poetry that through my lack of education I've never heard of before bother me.
What other forms could be lurking round the corner, preying on the minds of the ignorant?
I behest them, come forth and reveal your cynical, deceptive, selves that I may avail myself of you, and be ignorant no longer!