I could smoke herb cigarettes
and sleep till noon
enjoy meaningless sex
with a handsome young dude
paint butterflies in my belly again
my, how love tickles within
Bathe in four leaf clovers
and a smidgen of youth
turn on sunny
to bask in her juice
delve into a greener path
until the ground and I
become blanketed with morning dew
What will I do?
I could teach men to bark
and women when to stay
kiss a wart infested frog
to see what happens
drift into a poem
with someone other than me
or wish for an answer
on tea leaves
(maybe tarot cards)
smile in repose
at spongebob on tv
it's funny to see
a starfish can be silly
