Predestination (I'll Explain Next Week)

if anyone,
anyone at all,
tell them
I am in
Long Island.

I'll explain
in the future,

I dropped
my keys
in the hallway,
I dropped
a tallboy
on my foot.

Google created the Earth
tonight with toothpicks,
just ask the internet,
and I get the feeling
that I have been following
someone and then I realize
I am wearing corduroys.

I got nothing that
I want to say,
so we celebrate the worst
without you.