Just when I think I have nothing to say
my brain goes clickety clack like a run
away streetcar. Heaven knows
should I pay attention to it? Thank it
for the ride or get off immediately?
I tried that and committed suicide.
Next thing I know I got in a fight with
Descartes and punched myself out without
telling a single soul. That’s me: Irresponsible.
But do I care? Of course not! Clickety clack!
Get out of my way! Excuse me
Clickety clack Once there was colon cancer
Thank God but not for me!
Am I to be defined by whatever comes to mind?
Thank God I should be would be humble!
You guessed! I Am!