What?

What do you need to read?
What's your pleasure, treasure?
Something with surreal appeal?
Or something with nitty so gritty
that your disbelieving, stomach-heaving
tastes are belated-ly - but briefly - sated?
A metaphor to underscore
an apercu - so terribly new -
that any praise would now erase
an opinion so low that I already know
you're so patently bold as to blithely hold
concerning the writing that I'm still fighting
to make proficient, if not efficient,
in telling a story, in all its glory.
I continue to try and you ask me, “Why?”