BLOB DYLAN


i can't write a poem
w/o knowing
what it's like
to be on acid

i wish i had
one of those voices
& could sing how i feel
into a microphone

i jogged three blocks
today
because i was going
to be late
for work

i was
on time

i haven't had sex
in almost two years
& felt like putting
that in a poem
titled BLOB DYLAN

the eight hour
work day
is a fucking
waste of my life

every time i think the words
i want to die
i remember that i will
& then i think the words
i want to live forever

i know i won't
or i don't know
a god damn thing abt myself
other than the push & pull of life
is making me a weakling
a whimp-o
abubuh ba-loo
zippity
zip
za zoo
kabloo
lou
doot doot doot
doot doot doot
whoosh
worms
words & words & more words
for sharing
for getting
wasted
i am going to jog home tonight