Im drunk and feeling like a fool, those that know me will know this to be true.

“the world best poem”

I pull out a pen

And wait for inspiration.

Wait for the first

Few words.

She enters.

“you could have

Moved the cum tissue”

“thats not the cum tissue”

“yes it is”

“ah, okay, i found

The opening line.”

I say

and shift my pen

Into motion.

The opening lines to the

Greatest poem ever written.

Better than howl,

than gakau.

The best.

I say this aloud.

“Pfft,

If you recon”

she says

And opens

the 3 buckWine

Like it was the neck

Of a turkey;

She pours it into

A tea cup.

I get up,

Fall into her chest

And say

“Give me receptions number

Woman

Im going to call them

and let them know the

Greatest poem

In the world is being written.”

I step back,

Breath –

a little bit.

Her wild eyes lock onto mine

And in the second

Before i crack

We share a brief

Moment of pure

Understanding.

I pick up the telephone.

“and im not paying the

50 bucks for

The garbage removal”

I sleep like a king

Amoung

Men

on a bed made

by the most true feeling

of worthlessness

life has to

offer.

or not.

you cunts.