And peeling wall, I toss a soda, cool,
Refreshing down, but drink too fast. It scathes
My throat. I set the can upon the ground
With beads of sweat on me and the can as well.
More class exercises. In this one we needed more imagery and we had to use one of the words we used as descriptive words in our poem. Mine was scathes. It wasn’t easy to fit it into the beat.