Buzz saw, slimy trail
Buzzing lying snail
Dripping down a hill, smiling without fail
Steeping ancient stew
Steeples soak in dew
Nights by a table, fighting people’s blues
Lurching, wielding four hands and four eyes
Shrieking, flying through the night
Scatterbrained, starts a fight
Eyesight cites bites as cause for concern
It’s learned
Slow down, you let it burn?
Nasty neon sign
Sparks before it’s time
Leaks into the night, flooding evening’s rhyme
Lastly, lovely guile
Lasting foreign smile
Squashes nothingness, laughing for a while
Leaves crunch, walking, four feet and four eyes
Screaming, dying in the night
Outer space smarts take flight
Mindspace paces racing thoughts
Can’t be bought
Slow down, weren’t you taught?
Nasty neon sign