Metaphor Man
Running to the beat upon a concrete street
Time through a paper made city; unto
Your castle’s red rhyme door....
Built atop the sand about a silky shore!?
Digital dreams aside a diagram’s plan
With fateful stars and their blue tide cars
Lavender sunsets while the waves roll by
Amid a hoola hoop sister in a thing called sins
Giggle she’ll wiggle as a little bit more; ten four
Man’s, bronze made flesh from a cream made whore.... ********************************************************
....“Metaphor Man?!”
(2012)
Politically speaking..............................
