Pee-yew

Snail’s pace, rocking chair rhythm.

Elmer’s glue stuck to my shoe.

Wading through the filthy bog.

Clothes are soggy and pee-yew!

Sloppy eating while perched on

A tree limb, never stopping, on and on.

Gasping for breath in this sea

Of garbage and oil slick

Makes me so drastically sick.