sometimes I am stupid
and sometimes I am smart.
okay, maybe not smart,
but clever, which is
all I ask for
since 7th grade,
Ms. Rivera's class,
which is the first time
I realized I could
make people laugh,
and so I continue,
onward with smiles
and similes,
happy to have a full head of hair
at age 37,
but feeling 25
all the time.
immature and silly,
dick and fart jokes,
pubs and bookstores,
comedy and poetry,
love, life and death.
thanks, Alyson.