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It’s all OK, but I can’t breathe
•May 22, 2017 • Leave a CommentIt’s all OK, but I can’t breathe.
Everything else is working out well
and doing just fine.
The breathing is
pretty-much
the central problem.
Well, I suppose it’s only a problem
if you fear death.
Many suppose they don’t fear death
fewer just plain don’t.
I’m thinking fear.
What with not breathing
and some interpersonal problems
that would probably take much longer to unfold.
I’d really like to breathe.
In hale.
That worked.
Problem solved.
I feel especially fortunate.
Do you have any idea who you’re talking to?
•July 26, 2016 • Leave a CommentDo you have any idea who you’re talking to?
I’m an undercover superhero with a meth problem.
Technically it’s not a problem
it’s the source of my super powers.
I can fly around the living room
cursing the people at Social Services
in no uncertain terms.
I punched a hole in the door to the bathroom.
I drove Jeff’s truck into a pond
and lived.
Now I ride a super DUI scooter
from episode to episode
bringing good cheer and cheap malt liquor
to the masses.
You think you know me
but all you really know is my mask.
