sun shining through my back door
wind blowing through the front
curtains tangled on sunlight
as my mind is blown shut
knocked me out, dropped my guitar
bought a car just to have that color
hole punched in a fluorescent river
through the valley of forgotten rocks
I gave her socks to warm her heart
and a cook book to seduce her
laughing tears while sitting on the sun
I grilled the Beatles white album for breakfast
ten to two reduced to five to one
odds I can live with on my spiral staircase
take my chances within her warm embrace
A Venus fly trap shows no mercy
when attacked by a fruit salad
chewed my arm off
while trying to awake from a dream
that turned out to be reality
the insurance man declined my claim
sees it as a case to case basis, based on fame
He requested an autograph for his dying mother
I replied 'sorry I'm not left handed'...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem