Shotgun Poem by abi Whitaker

Whats with those eyes
They're exactly like mud pies
and you're face looks like it's seen a shotgun
yeah, keep your mouth shut
cause i'm on the run
and i'm f*cking brilliant at hide and seek
so i'm just dying to take a peek
And you know i'll leave
just as i've kicked up a thunderstorm
i'm leaking lightening
don't be alarmed
dripping off my fingertips
gloopy just like mud pies
just like your eyes
and if you take that look off your face
i'll put down the shotgun.