Poetica – Naming

Names come easily,

metaphors pop up quickly,

tell me what you're like.


They tell what I like,

but don't tell me what you like,

and perhaps resent.


Among life's dangers,

name-calling and endearments

make or fail the mark.


Like a party game,

donkey's tail or piñata,

vainly pin or flail.


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