Little Bit’s acrostic poems.
I know it has a silent
S, but this piece of
Land in the middle of the sea,
A pure shock for the eyes of me,
Nowhere to go, nowhere to see except the sea, not even a
Distant sound from a building, though there are cool wonders
to see, for the eyes of me (or you).
See, salmon is
A very waterlike thing, not
Like my knee. My knee is
More a body type, you see. Swimming with the
Octopi and the tunafish in the sea,
Now listen, there are interests besides your knee