there is a burdock under my left eye
soon i will have a matching set
dark clouds have formed
in the back of my fuzzy skull
and im afraid it might rain there soon
not feeling much for creation
or speculation
or anything else that ends in -tion
those words denote movement
or thought
im sick again
just letting you all know
that im not well
and ecstatic
and serious
if not for this bout with a kids disease
i would punch the moon in the face
wrestle a ford bronco
karate chop down a redwood tree
make friends with a politician
or other feats of impossibility
thats how happy i am.
to be continued....
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