Posts Tagged ‘questions’

I Am The Awful Dreaded Monster Thing, Omg.

December 16, 2009

it doesn’t go over well at parties.

I identify myself and learned men

recoil in horror.

.

“it cannot be!”

“I never would have thought!”

“are you fuckin’ serious?”

I am, as a matter of fact, fuckin’ serious.

.

lately it’s been hard, the questions

and uncomfortable pauses

in conversation.

“but you don’t seem…uh… “

“I never would have guessed…“

“that surprises me becau – “

.

I know, I know.

I don’t communicate via nonverbal grunts

or have the brain circumference

of a bottle cap, so nobody

really knows how

to handle it.

.

I don’t either.

Good Punctuation

October 21, 2009

I like question marks, ‘cause
they’re all curvy and unsafe, like
black ice on cul de sacs
or experienced prostitutes.
.
I like periods and exclamation marks too, ‘cause
without ‘em you can’t do things
like “Let’s go to the grocery store,”
or “Unhand her, you fiend!”
.
Some people only like
the periods and exclamation marks,
which must be hard ‘cause
they can’t do things
like, “What happens when we die?”
or, “Did I get the lettuce out of my teeth?”
or quote that cool Talking Heads song
about what you may say to yourself
when you have a beautiful house
and a beautiful wife.
.
Jumping off cliffs can be scary,
but if you leap into a lake
you scream and land with a splash
then suck down big gulps of fresh air
when you come up, which is
what question marks can be like
if you let them.