Heres a Poem based off bad Analogies I found on the internet First I saw her eyes, which were like two brown circles with black dots in the center. She was as tall as a 54 tree. Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two sides gently compressed by a Thigh Master. The whole time I had a surreal feeling, like when youre in another city and Jeopardy comes on at 7:00 p.m. instead of 7:30. Her and I had never met, much like two hummingbirds who had also never met. She had a deep, throaty, genuine laugh, like that sound a dog makes just before it throws up. I just sat there like a lame duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck either, but a real duck that was actually lame. Maybe from stepping on a land mine or something. Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever. The thought of her grew on me. Like a colony of E. coli grows on a room temperature slice of Canadian Beef. When we spoke, it came as a shock. Not unlike the shock received by getting a surcharge on an ATM that was recently surcharge-free. (P.S. This was all done during philosophy class...as a distraction)
Posted on: Wed, 19 Mar 2014 21:04:50 +0000