Untitled Metaphor #1

"Bug God Who is this bug, Why is he here, And where did he come from? What does he want, Ugly thing, Crawling across my vision Affront to my eyes. I shall chuff him With my foot And jeet him into ete..."

"Very Many Ahnymal Very many ahnymal Tiny time dey vie, Den you have de other ones, Hundred years dey nigh. One ting, really, dats for sure... They ALL gonna die. Very many ahnymal, Here ..."

"Winter Dog Walk Nightly after work We go, The wife and I, With dogs in tow, Or tow us ‘til We come on ice And snow. Then she to me: Hey, Give us an arm.” Once by the ice She’ll say, “Thanks.” And ..."

"“Queer,” I think, On dog walk In this lonely field, “Why are all these Binkies here?” The morning paper Makes the answer clear; A Rave, Ecstasy. All night music plays While druggie girlz With grindi..."

"The sun comes up, The sky erupts In pastel shades of peach. To richest first, They quench their thirst In high-rise condo niche. That swelling light That’s warm and bright That further cannot reach...."

"I started a new job And wanted to know How long it would take me To come and to go. I started my stopwatch And drove my car so I was going ‘bout average Not fast and not slow, But I was distracted,..."