Wanna Buy A Pencil?

Hey! I’m doing this for a living!

Actually, if that was true…

I wouldn’t be alive by now!

Nobody reads anymore!

Let alone poetry!

If you can call it that!

I stopped reading years ago!

Everything I know I learned

from Chris Farley and Celine!

Maybe I should hang myself

with a noose!

In the Art Institute of Chicago!

Then I’d be an exhibitionist!

Is my mic on?!

Can you hear me?!

This one I’d love to read out loud!

Really really loud!

Really really really loud!

In public in front of strangers!

They wouldn’t be strangers anymore!

They might think I’m Hitler’s son!

How else did he get so famous?!

He was a shitty painter!

But he was fantastic at talking really really loud!

I think I’ve stumbled onto something!

Finally a good idea after all these years!

I think it’s too late but I’m willing to try!

Here goes!

Wait!

I’m already doing it!

Now that I’m doing it I don’t know how to stop!

I think Hitler had the same problem!

When he didn’t yell in public he yelled at his generals!

They tried to blow him up to get him to stop!

It didn’t work!

He kept yelling!

How will I stop!

I’ll just get tired of writing!