BRAIN FARTS
There is no rhyme or reason
but trees do make noises,
in the forest when they fall
probably even when they don't
but I really don't know
if your headlights will work
traveling at the speed of light
My third grade teacher
told my mom I was a genius
but I cheated on the test
When I was 15,
dry humping and over the shirt titty
was enough.
Now I'm having nocturnal emissions
at 57 years old.
and there isn't even
another person in the room
The middle toe, on my left foot
is waaaay longer than the rest
and when I'm laying on the beach
the people in back of me
think I' flipping them off
The more we think we learn
about the universe
the less we actually know
We're taught
that "free will" is a blessing,
but is it really a curse?
we continually
and consciously
make the same bad decisions
over, and over, and over again.
getting old is very frustrating
every time I slap the old lady on the ass
the fucking lights go on ...
there once was a man from Nantucket
who chastized me because my poems always rhyme
some new age poetry nazi snob? Fuck it.
Hey dick head ... why don't you write the next line?
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