Thursday, October 23, 2003

I need to write a poem.
To help me keep my sanity.
Some kind of bodacious tome.
Bereft of fucking inanities.

I don't like to write too much.
It's just a waste of time.
I'd rather watch Starskey and Hutch.
Instead of stretching for a rhyme.

This is getting nowhere fast.
This is getting out of hand.
Something something kiss my ass
Something something ain't life grand.

- a poem by boz 2003-