wen-its-nite

[wen-its-nite]

My name is dog

and wen i see

the dishes dun

reddy for me

i wait a wile

til mom do chore

i see my chanse

i lik the door

[wen-its-nite]

My name is Mod

And in the day

When all of you

Have gone away

I sit down

I take out pen

I put to page

I write for men

[wen-its-nite]

My name is Mod

And when I check

The followers box

I say "oh heck"

For 300 fans

We have led

To this place

For liking bred.

[wen-its-nite]

Trying something different here, Bredlik format but with the emotional and presentational stylings of a haiku.

𝓐 𝓫𝓲𝓻𝓭 𝓪𝓽 𝓭𝓪𝔀𝓷

𝓐𝓷𝓷𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓼 𝓵𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽.

𝓐 𝓯𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓭𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓶,

𝓐 𝓯𝓲𝓮𝓵𝓭 𝓸𝓯 𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓽𝓮

𝓐 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓭 𝓸𝓯 𝓼𝔀𝓮𝓪𝓽

𝓘𝓷 𝓰𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓼 𝓯𝓲𝓽 𝓼𝓷𝓾𝓰,

𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓱𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵'𝓼 𝓫𝓵𝓪𝓭𝓮

𝓣𝓱𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱 𝓼𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓲𝓼 𝓭𝓾𝓰

[wen-its-nite]

You cut the byrd

In little cubes

Air fry in oyl

A vo cado

Then make pasta,

Alfredo sauce

Add cubed byrd

Then gently toss

[wen-its-nite]

My nayme ys Lola

In the light

Of yvning stars

And moonlit nyte

I stand on traye

I risk my lyfe

While Mom's away

I chew the nyfe

[wen-its-nite]

my name is Schwa,

and wen u speek

a word with mor

than just 1 beet,

u wil stress 1—

but not the rest—

sumtimes i’ll prey

on vowels de-stressed

(@allthingslinguistic get at me)

[wen-its-nite]

Concept: i lik the bred poem but fashioned after Old English riddles

my nam is moth

and wen i feed

i dont eat bred

i dont sip mead

i steel your words

a flying crook

a wondrous worm

i lik the book

[wen-its-nite]

My nam is Oppy

I liv on mars

Ther is no hoomans

Ther is no cars

Somtiems i sing

Wen i am bored

Or on birthdays

(I’m 10 + 4)

I look at rocks

2 see if gud

I sample sand

Jus lyk I shud

I do my job

Im best around

In lonely space

Where theres no sound

I think i’m dun

It’s time to go

My batteries

R getting low

What new journey

Will I embark?

Can’t wait to learn…

It’s getting dark.

[wen-its-nite]

[wen-its-nite]

Sylvanas

I am Sylvanas And wen I brude I think uv fyre Tu lift mi mude I hayt thuh living Ez tu see I yel the ordr BURN THE TREE!

[wen-its-nite]

Lik the plant

Rozes ar red Vyolets ar blu Ai am on my period An yor dik wil be to. My name is maria An wen its nite Thats ful of terors Ai am drank I do this ting An lik the plant.

[wen-its-nite]

why….why is it so excited about telling me this?

[image transcription: Spanish “¡Sí, yo como arañas!” which translates to “Yes, I eat spiders!”]

[wen-its-nite]

my Naym is Cook

and when i bayk

a batch of Cookies

or a kayk

i pour the flowr,

krak the Egges

i melt the buttre,

skrayp its dregges

i mix the lot

and pour it inne

a Pyrex or

a baking tinne

i playce the tinne

on oven Racke

i set the tiem

i Wille come backe

but whenne my Batch

is reddy soon:

as i clean uppe

i lik the Spoon

[wen-its-nite]

my name is Wolf and wen it’s cold and winter’s chill is getting old

i think a drink would be so nice i kneel down low i lik the ice

Photograph: Erikas Plucas/Alamy

[wen-its-nite]

my puppy just ate part of the bathroom wall

and because of this fucking place

all i could think of was

“my name is frank

and i am tall

and when im bored

i eat the wall”

[wen-its-nite]

My name is Zeus I see a girl I want to tayk Her for a wirl A am a bul Just for tuday She hops rite on We ryde away