ENGL 231 Modern Poetry

I The Tut
Say it, don’t spray it!
Torrential. Fast and furious
the Nicotine-Addict Puppy yips and yaps,
spewing his torrential verbal diarrhea.
Too bone-tired and mentally exhausted to
dodge it, damn it!
Down, puppy! Quiet, puppy!
No ciggies for you, puppy!
Oh just run on outside for your cigarette, puppy

II The Lec
Her voice irritates me
She talks too fast
She reads too slow
She is too boring
The lecture is too boring
My Inner Demon shrieks distressingly out
as if flayed by a flaming whip
in the stinky hot fires of Hell.
What torture!
Break out! Break out!
The earnestness of the analysis and
interpretations, intellectual bullying,
quicksands you.
Bullies! Terrorists!
This is psychological terrorism!

III
Grouchy, fussy as a colicky baby
I straightened up and burped
And immediately felt so much better.