A Killing Without Metaphor And Simile Poem by Raj Dronamraju

In the alley behind the futsal center
On the ground they activate a do not resuscitate order
Three bags of Doritos strewn where they fell

The genesis of tiddlywinks tossed for bravery behind the futsal center
Out of body experience will end quickly
As data conflicts with what the inner self knows

When she set foot in a totally shaded border
That engages light free happy egress
Oh brains in automatic decline
When she comes my way, it was taken as a dig at freshly preserved memories

I would have no compunction about swatting a bug
Trashed feelings kept in a safe deposit box
I paid for monthly executions and excursions to search for privacy
Privacy, our eternal accomplice