Nothings
there’s nothing quite
as nice as
the smell of
a puppy's soft belly.
there’s nothing quite
as beautiful as those little
orange peel goose bumps
that surround
a girlfriend’s tits
on a dreamy
saturday morning.
there’s nothing quite
as refreshing as the
sweet smell of the air
after a thunderstorm
passes by.
there’s nothing quite
as panicky as
plugging up the toilet
in your friend's house.
there’s nothing quite
as dreadful as
struggling out of bed
in the morning
with a severe head cold.
there’s nothing quite
as shameful as
not speaking one’s mind.
there’s nothing quite
as honorable
as doing a good deed
without anyone else
noticing.
there’s nothing quite
as funny as
the crazy look a poodle
gets in it’s eye just before
launching into a running jag.
there’s nothing quite
as fun anytime you
drive a car over
90 miles per hour.
there’s nothing quite
as illuminating as
realizing your parents
are stupider than you thought.
there’s nothing quite
as sickening as
the moment you realize
you’ve lost
a lover to another.
there’s nothing quite
as unforgivable
as laying on your
death bed choked
with regret.
Copyright © Dan Burleson | Year Posted 2007
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