all right this is my poem it's called eine tasse tee
  are you ready? all right!
  one of my dogs ate the feces of a homeless man on the way to the vet
  of course it was anna 'cuz nikolas doesn't eat anything with sauce
  i had to try to pull the offending matter out of her mouth with my bare hands
  we stunk!
  i wonder what the nutrition counter would list this meal as...
  it made me think
  my anti-malaria medication drove me to question my sanity
  i hallucinated
  i saw the bright red grip tape on my old skateboard as a moving mass of demarara(?) sugar
  my judgment seems impaired
  things irritate me
  people are mean
  they drive too fast
  they talk too fast
  people carry anger around like one of those fashionable backpacks
  but they're all actors
  in public they behave certain... ways
  you know at dinner with their friends out at popular bars and grilles
  they chat and laugh
  they call girls who look like me "elvira"
  they call girls who look like me "morticia"
  whatever
  nice and happy life
  nice weekend warrior weekend rollerblader suv decaf see a movie life
  nice implants
  good luck with your health
  nice dairy
  good luck with your health
  nice bulimia
  good luck with your health
  nice anti-depressant action
  good luck with your health
  nice speeding
  good luck with your health
  everyone thinks they've got problems
  wanna know a problem?
  over one billion people in the world have no access, that's no access, to safe drinking water.
  and you're upset 'cuz you can't get those new dc's.
  wanna know a problem?
  the mobile phone.
  we're all gonna die of brain cancer
  wanna know a problem?
  jeering hooting men with rohypnol in their back pocket
  you already know at least five females who have been raped, and you don't even know it
  wanna know a problem?
  the threat of nuclear war in india and pakistan
  it could all be over, overnight
  wanna know a problem?
  the homeless
  which brings me back to the shit breath of my bichon-frise
  the shit shouldn't be there in the first place
  because whoever had to go had NO place to go
  that's fucked!
  we are a complacent apathetic society
  we are jackasses
  we are all squirrels hoarding for ourselves
  we need to say something and not care if it's been said before
  we need to be responsible for our actions
  we need to be more helpful
  we need to be more thoughtful
  i need to practice compassion who are the fuckwads of the purveyors of violence
  i need to relax
  i need to exhale
  i need to meditate
  my mind is racing
  my mind is a chattering monkey
  nikolas's mind is on fire with paranoia
  annastasia has shit for brains
  after all, you are what you eat
  i could use a cup of chai
  nikolas thinks he's gandhi
  he's on a hunger strike
  and annastasia would like another hot steaming bowl of scheisse