20

im twenty now
for a whole twelve hours
i feel a bit older
but it might just be the food coma
the years fly by it seems
only yesterday i stood
and watched the ceiling fall
as rain poured in
to the kitchen
of my daycare
called circle school
i was two

ive learned so much
in my time on earth
the stove is hot
and so is the bulb
used to light the wall
that my mom was painting
ive also learned
that pants are made for
on your legs and not your head
and the integral of x squared
is a cubic function

but the thing i want
to do the most
is to thank my mom
for going to concerts
while she was pregnant

I Know It's There

Many times I've seen
the face up in the air.
They tell me that I'm crazy
when I stare
at nothing, but
I know it's there.

It's there like cold
on a summers day, fair
and warm. The cold is lurking,

waiting like a bear,
hibernating in winter
until the spring day when it will scare
you as it lumbers from its den.

I know it's there.

The Eternal Race

In the East rises the sun,
And in the West the day is done.
But what of North and South.
Are they eternal spectators
To a one man race?
I sometimes watch
The dog chase it tail.
Is that the same?

Paraphrasing

What can I say
That's not been said
Before.
I may use words
Unlike those
Before
Me. But the thoughts
Are the same.
I'm just paraphrasing.

Soaked Bread

Is there a reason
Why
My head feels
Like bread
That's been soaked in beer
All night
To the point of falling apart?

Staring at Her

Pink
was the color of the sweater
she was wearing when
I saw her last.
With brownish black hair
that curled around her
face. And her arms
crossed slightly,
just at the wrists.
As if
she were posing
for a portrait.
Not that anyone would
paint a portrait of her.
Only rich, important
people have portraits.
No,
the only portrait of her
is in my memory.
Her sitting there on the bench
wondering why
some stranger was
staring at her.

My Plan

I had a plan.
It was good.
I forgot it,
And then I stood
For hours and hours
Looking under the hood
Of an old car
With no floor and four good
Tires attached to broken axles.
The steering wheel was made of wood,
Possibly oak, but I don't care
About things that would
Distract me from my plan.

Just kidding

In regards to my question along the lines of an inquiry, fuck you spacecadet.

Desert Sun

A blinding ray of sunlight
Through the leaves
Leaves only certain spots to see for real
Put your eyes on the spots
Where the foliage blocks
The most intense of light
The beams that blind you
Instantly with light
More powerful than any retinas can take
So severe that every
Creature dies if exposed
For too long.

opossum

Sitting on a couch
in the middle of butt-fuck nowhere
is not the place to be
if you love food
cooked
or things that look like opossum
in the middle with
a white triangle face
and rat's tail
My story starts with one
and ends with the death
in cheese food
of a stranger
He had served
his purpose and I
could do nothing