This is in the form of a plotless and somewhat nonsensical story, but the way it is written will hopefully reveal what it is I am asking for.
A rejuvinating breeze blows across the face
Of a company director who once fancied himself
As a bit of a gambler. Yahtzee was his favourite.
Winning caused him leap into the air with much vigour,
"Not for the cowardly" some may say.
A husky sits beside him, baring his teeth and snarling
As the beat of his heart quickens.
Suddenly, the beast becomes crazed and attacks
The director's vintage car, tearing a wide zig-zag, like a lightning bolt, down both side panels.
It's very confusing and abract, and it's not written as well as it could be, but I'll leave it for some people to take a stab at it.