metal whines like wasps.
cretinous meat sacks at helm.
my rage a stampede.
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unquenchable thirst
like a dripping tap
time hands out money like scrooge
to a thirsty man.
deer me
your face is my face.
your big brown eyes see clearly.
doe, a deer, and me.
oar in ornery
the wind a river
that carries me down the path.
my lungs are the oars.
just us
in the old wild west
gunslingers fought with the law.
just us with bullets.
rain dancer
a bruised purple sky
cries hot crocodile tears.
i dance in the rain.