Hornets vs. Poets

I’m thinking of
letting it grow
my lockdown hair
to see what happens
I’ll let my sideburns bush
old-farmer style
like Noddy Holder
or wilder
like Ray Dorset
the singer
from Mungo Jerry 

I’m aiming for something
unruly
artistically unkempt
mad-conductor wild 
enough 
to channel electricity
like Ginsberg in full flow
to generate some gravity
some pull 
to magnetise the muse

But that’s not how it goes

No, I will be struck
by lightning 
my burned out husk
a home for hornets
vengeful bastards
filled with hate
in league with wasps
holding a grudge
against the world
but mostly
and this is factually true
mostly
against poets