Brain Drain
Wearing dinosaur boots
blundering through the city lights
of a brain high on low energy.
Being a concrete Tarzan
bending only to crumble
at the waist
while within me
a jungly place rains ripples.
Riding a speeding bullet train,
watching a fizzy sky crap on the window,
some idiot shouting: "Nothing can stop us now!"
A cow chugs beer, orders fries to go,
maybe the 'fries' are just a false memory,
most likely all this mash-up
is only a dreaming pipe-dream.
"Everyone should have a dream,"
some other idiot shouts.
Now or some time later,
I am mansplaining to a woman,
(her hair is so red
that it stops all oncoming traffic).
I manfully - painfully
describe just what a monkey-cart looks like,
trouble is I have only one morose monkey,
and one broken cartwheel.
She gets angry and confiscates my monkey.
All this has happened before I fell asleep,
I am almost convinced, yes it must have been.
Now I am swinging from a lamppost,
like some drunk after a Football League brawl.
"Dizzy times ahead," a pissing dog declares.
"Go Huston Oilers," I mumble, (I have no clue,
being irredeemably disinterested).
The mutts one akimbo limb
rests its case.
Somewhere in a swampy part of Ohio
An idiot shouts like an alarm clock
it's a piece of time
just loud enough to rattle dead bones.
I listen intently,
reluctantly I have to admit
that it really is a good impersonation.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2023
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