#1

I was like three sheets to the wind
She was like wondering if I was going to come home with a win
I was like this pulpit is for me to sing
Recovering from a life I rode thin
I was like when does it get thick
What about this does this stick?
Can I just do this
I got my brick out
Not my dick out
Trying to stick out
A tenure as a poet
I’m like da fuck Ima do with a computer
Feel like I should sue ya
Or end up with Sue
I ain got a clue
What to do with a computer like this
I wonder if we’ll ever know
Just sitting here collecting the suns’ glow
Let it shine onto my turpentine
Let’s unwind with some wine
And share conversation divine