Pin pilled pupil

today i unlocked my head from my body
put it in a barrel like keg filled with
fresh seawater from the coast of an ocean
that one would have to fly to in flight
mixed up some tomato juice along the way
went out for a drive in narcotic Texas sun
not nor nada zilch none was wrong
bought a big tin garbage can at Wal Mart
so I don't have to take out my garbage as often
but the big black bags wouldn't fit the mouth
of the can, I filled it with empty whiskey bottles anyway
plus other things on floor I found
drove to the post office smiling, sure enough
they were closed, they tend to think
Saturdays, or Sundays are some holiday
wish that rang true at my shit job

tonight I rubbed lotion on a girls back
at a bar inside my mind, cause she was
drinking in the lake of the barrel
where my head was waiting for this
pale white red burnt skin blubbery

then this girl in a big bad truck
flipped me off, and screeched her wheels
as she passed me, I just waved, maybe I cut her off
coconut like smelling scent in pineapple straws

today I screwed my head back onto my body
after unscrewing it while having adventures
in the found missing screws to the small puzzle
pieces floating away in lost and found
Bryan bars with bands doing sound checks
as the discovery channel has another murder story on

today I had a barrel with my head in it
it sloshed around in the back of my pick up truck
as my body drove around with no eyeballs
down highway 6 and back up the shoots
ladders again,
sunbathing souls sprawled along
the night bugs bigger then roaches
bare feet crunch like a snails shell
today wasn't like yesterday

This poem Copyright 2001 Nicholas Morgan.

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