Random Poem

 Trying to write my way out of a paper bag…

been trying all my life.

It does seem rather funny,

but it keeps me from cutting my throat

with a knife.

I have a lot to live for, like,

my mustache.

It does feel rather funny, 

but it keeps my nose from slipping off.

Got all of that one.

That’s the shot that hit the spot.

Pardon my Haiku.

Yes, I got high waiting for election results.

It does feel rather funny,

but it keeps me drooling in the corner.

For that, I’ll have my last cigarette…

hold the blindfold!

I feel funny, suddenly, as if I just noticed

the world was on fire.