The new guy at work
with the hard to remember name
borrowed my lighter
and forgot to give it back
after I told him
to remind me
to ask for it back at the end of the night.
So when I got home and realized
I looked in all the right places
but couldn't find another lighter
anywhere.
So I took advantage of
my first gas stove.
And lit the Papa John's coupons
I wish they didn't mail me
in the blue flame
and green flames
came out of his face.
And after I lit up outside the door
as not to violate my lease
I worried that about the chemicals I was inhaling
but soon realized how stupid this was.
Thursday, June 24, 2010
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