a dirty story.

the pig fell in the mud.
and didn't care,
cuz he knew there
wouldn't be mud
one day
so he'd better
enjoy it
while he could.
in pairs
if possible

i was telling you my dream

so i get on the test flight for the new super sonic cessna. there's a small group up front, and i'm in back. we take off at a sharp angle and the stewardess is smiling broadly as she comes toward me, leaning drastically put perfectly comfortable and at ease. the pilot then swoops around, barely grazing buildings, and missing power lines, and doing loops etc. when we land, i was like "holy shit! what the hell?" we take a small rest and the stewardess is like, "ok, time to go back."

i'm like "cool" and strap myself in for the return flight. just as crazy. the end.

i think it's a bill hicks kind of thing; it's all a ride, man.

total eclipse of the moon

i saw it with my own eyes.
and through a telescope.
it helped me comprehend how large our universe is,
and made me wonder how many more universes there are,
and how many other beings were watching their own eclipse somewhere out there.
quite a few, i expect.

i wrote 27,000 operas

in my mind
before breakfast
this morning

now if I could
just get
one of them
on paper
& sold to my neighbor's friend's
cousin for a few large
by next tuesday
that'd B great
cuz that's when
the rent is due.

I can prove it

'cuz
if this,
then that,
plus,
I was there when it happened,
I saw it
I swear

Anthropomorphic spoons

are scooping out
what's left of my
rotting brain
but that
shit'll happen
and leave me
insane

suicide by police

is taking action
at least

rest is good for the soul

like a cool shower on a
hot day
or
tea by the fire
in mid January
and the soul
imagines it all.