Warning: May Contain Metaphors

I write a sonnet: iambic Tupac.

A rocket rented: let’s skip the sweet talk.

In the space the clouds are not even there,

Nothing can echo: not even prayer.

 

Calculate life spans: TI-83.

Death could come for you: I just hope not me.

Got a collection of glass bottles here—

Stocking up all week; stocking up all year.

 

Graveyard shift Arby’s: Roast Beef Sandwich please?

Hide my soul in grease: hide my heart in cheese.

Equilibrium of a black-singed penny

Insignificant if I owned any.

 

Feral ain’t the truth; I don’t have no proof.

Structure breeds the breath of Creation’s death.

About derekberry

Derek Berry is a novelist, poet, and student located in Charleston, SC.

Posted on July 15, 2013, in Language, personal, Poetry, Writing and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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