By Garland Middleton
I’d rather eat some brownies
stuffed with weed,
or hey fuck it! Mushrooms!
Then I’ll march down some hip trails
and look at the clouds turning
into paintings and out of reality I’ll go!
Yes, and when the nausea kicks in
and I think of Hannibal the real Cannibal
I’ll let out some ridiculous scream and laugh
and start down some crazy spiral of tears
swollen eyes and basic hysterics.
I’ll stand in the middle of some parking lot
and watch a car wait for me to move,
and I’ll feel really brave, like I’m stopping this car
from making any progress. Any progress at all! Yeah!
Until the person gets out of their car
and shouts at me to move or they’ll have to hit me!
And I’ll just run away like some deer who only eats grass,
praying that no one will eat my brains!