Warp and woof alliterating softly
In an almost redundant pattern
Teasing the toes with homonymy
All different colors of homophony
Alluding to the greener grass
In simile of what’s outdoors
But softer, better, almost allegorical
Personified by synthetic weave
A sorites on why it’s better
To stay indoors.

Grey and black and grey and black
Repeating like the diacope
In irony that there’s nothing better:
The apostrophes of happy folk
Who prefix their talk with soft “ooh”s
As decorum combines with squishiness
And the prosopopoeia of the tall strands
Stays stalwart as larger feet plot
To stamp each meter with mud
In syncopated rhythms.