A Small Assortment of Modest Dreams
Big dreams get me in trouble
so I’m making the kind that could
almost come true. I want to be funny
enough that an unscrupulous hack
steals one of my jokes
and makes at least $40 off of it.
I wish I’d passed my online poetry class
with better than a B. I hope if someone
spots me on the street
and gets a hankering for my wallet
that it will be a gentle mugging
I can easily rebuff. The next time
the dryer breaks
maybe it could get fixed
in less than a week?
A parking spot only a 5 minute walk
from where I need to be. Okay 10
is still reasonable. I can deal with 15.
A printer that prints. A scanner that
scans. And a boiler that boils.
(I don’t know how those work).
An egg that cracks without leaving
shell all over my stew.
And maybe when the dude who is
pissing at the bus stop takes a piss
at the bus stop
he could avoid making
eye contact with me?
The next time I sit down to write
the words don’t have to be particularly
good. But maybe my leg won’t itch
and my acid reflux won’t flare
and twitter won’t be so interesting
and my adhd, wait, what adhd?
won’t get in the way of what
I’m trying to say. Or instead
of all that it would be really cool
to know what it is
I’m trying to say.
And maybe this one is a little too big
But it would be nice to include
An afterlife of some sort where I could
make things of some sort. Because I
don’t know if I’m going to fit them all in
today. With enough time maybe
I could get it all done. 10086 years.
500 years. Okay 40 is still reasonable.
I can deal with 10.
See how I know.
Not to ask.
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