Matt Ransom

Rookie (1989 / Covington, Ky)

My Mind To Me A Ding-Dong Is - Poem by Matt Ransom

My mind to me a Ding-Dong is;
such perfect food therein I find
That even if a meal I miss
my thoughts supply my need in kind
A Twinkie for my mind I would not have
It's the chocolate cake and cream I crave

It's not a kingdom with a king
It's not a sponge for cleaning up
It's not much of any thing
My brains would fit my coffee cup
It may not be much to brag about
What I once had, I'm now without

I used to think the deepest thoughts
And do math that others couldn't
From the spring I took deep droughts
I thought so many things I shouldn't
But now I turn my back on all
Eat a Ding-Dong and play with the foil ball

I do not want the highest scores
The just expect more from me
My companions may as well be whores
I'm not too proud to be with dummies
Maybe your mind is a seven-course meal
Mine's a snack cake that's sugar-creme filled

I'm not conservative or liberal
I don't really know the difference
I see them argue on the video
But I hear the theme song to Deliverance
I'm not smart enough to fear any danger
I cross before looking. I talk to strangers

I treasure my idiocy and ignorant bliss
You worry your life away
My philosophy boils down to this
Be gay but not that way
Thus do I live, thus will I die, -
Would all did so well as I!

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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 16, 2010

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