Feelin' Mellow Poem by Clyde King

I'm feelin' very mellow tonight.
As ‘mellow as a cello' in fact.
As mellow as the Dead,
Jerry Garcia singing ‘Ripple, '
which, I might add, was a staple
beverage when I was a teen.

Had a good day, which is
not the norm. I usually wake
about mid morning, hungry,
thirsty, and sulky. And

a little anxious about life
in general. In general, if I had
my ‘druthers, I'd ‘druther be
sitting under a beach cabana
with two pina coladas, one in each hand.

Thank you Garth. You've given
me an idea. Sometimes I don't
know what to think, say, or do. I
want to read more Dostoevsky,
Hemingway, and Murakami.

So, I let things happen
as they will and I'm glad
about that. What a bitch
it would be otherwise, right?