Blank verse (or not)

Runneth I

Out of things to say

 runneth dry

Mine words gone away

Ideas not

Mine stories deceased

Idea rot

Moldy thoughts beneath

This be 

A form

Of meta-

Poetry

For lack of

Verse

That

Interests

Me.

And so

concentrate, I, 

on form

content not

A poem about nothing

Still says a lot

Perhaps taken you

Fancy 

to this here piece 

Then  'exalt'

For me please.