Draft: Similes after Diane Seuss
If there's pee on the seat it's my pee,
battery's dead I killed it,
Flat tire, I punctured it,
like I punctured my body
at age 13, I wanted to be pierced
so badly, to feel the sharp bareness
of a needle—like the syringe
my aunt stabbed my buttcheeks with
on nights when illness in my body
ran rampant, sickly child, frail,
in need of vitamins. If there's liquid
on the mattress it's my bladder's.
Hamster went feral, I released it.
Light bulb went out, I let it.
Holy water spilled, I sucked.
Radio wailed, I wailed with it.
Like MTV is a terrible substitute
for a father, but I made do.
battery's dead I killed it,
Flat tire, I punctured it,
like I punctured my body
at age 13, I wanted to be pierced
so badly, to feel the sharp bareness
of a needle—like the syringe
my aunt stabbed my buttcheeks with
on nights when illness in my body
ran rampant, sickly child, frail,
in need of vitamins. If there's liquid
on the mattress it's my bladder's.
Hamster went feral, I released it.
Light bulb went out, I let it.
Holy water spilled, I sucked.
Radio wailed, I wailed with it.
Like MTV is a terrible substitute
for a father, but I made do.