Bus art

I always sit at the back, where the cool kids sit. My bus rides have gotten a lot longer, and the back seat is a preferred spot for the long haul home.

It seems I'm not the only person who thinks so.

Often times, the windows are scratched up back there with some kind of signature. There's sharpied messages. Some kind of vandalism art back there. Or just garbage.

I saw this one time. It was exciting, because usually the art back there isn't this high quality. I just wish I could read the signature, so I can do some research on who's work this is.

Poems #2

Poems #2
More poems!
Said the thing
Living in my head

You got 'em!
Said the me
Lying in my bed

Serious Grown Up Poetry
I'm a big grown up!
I do all my taxes!
Drink whiskey in all the cups!
Heh heh heh heh asses.

Funny Bunny
Billy was silly and
Bunny was funny.
Molly was jolly and
Pappy was having none of this shit.

Never Repeat a Joke
Never repeat a joke
They teach that in comedy class
Even on stage as you choke
Heh heh heh heh heh heh ass

Cooks!
Cooks are dumb!
I hate cooks!
They think they are so useful
All of them say they're good at what they do
They keep thinking that without them, the world would end
I hate how they say they're better than us because they're made out of metal and can travel at speeds over a hundred kilometers per hour
Oh wait
I'm thinking of cars

Art
Art transcends being
It can bring
the strongest to their knees
the hopeless to their pleas
Art is the fresh sunlight pouring over
the vibrant canopy of leaves
Art is the roaring of the flames
as it tears lives and dreams asunder
But art is one thing, if any at all,
most of it is poop. Smelly smelly poop

An Actual Poem
Life is
carrying a bucket of water
with a hole in the bottom
in the pouring rain

The Happiest Feeling in the World
The morning light poured like a golden fog into the waking streets
The birds sang their symphony to the warming world below
The plants reached out through the dew to greet their flying friends
While I slept in bed not giving a shit on fucking Saturday

Send Help!
Send help! I'm trapped
in this desolate barren world
Disdain and rejection
met my every chance at escape

Send help! Please I'm stuck
I'm afraid I might die here
It won't be long, the end is near
Oh wait. It's push not pull

I Hate Babies
Babies are dumb
They drool and crawl
They sit on their bum
And turn into y'all

I am a Regular Person
"I'm normal!" I claim
"I have a computer!
We're both just the same,
I like fruits in my pooper!"

New projects

Computer Lab

Hyenas

The three flapped their lips

while surfing online.

The all must have missed

the god damn Quiet sign.

The Thinker

He sat in the corner

with his Arizona drink.

Man what a loner...

I'm just thirsty 

I think.

Manly

A dude left the room

with his pink backpack.

I wonder if his girlfriend

asked for her pack back.


HEY!
Hey you!
I know you!
I haven't seen you in a while!
How have you been?
Are you well?
Man it's been a long time!
I like your new glasses!
Did you get taller since I last saw you?
Oh...
Wait...

That's not you.


A Poem for the Children
Hello Ms Chair!
with your squeaky squeak squeak.

Good evening Mr Fuse Box!
with your whirr whirr whirr.

Oh hi Mr Keyboard!
with your clicky click clack.

Computer lab pals
with your computer lab sounds,
will you all please shut the fuck up
I'm trying to study.


The Great Suffering
It feels like rain
and oh the pain
I didn't bring
my umbrella again.


Spanish Professor
My professor speaks Spanish
I can't understand poop
He might well be a radish
So at least he's good in soup


Bald
The light
it burns
as it bounces off his head

I wish
he turned
to blind someone else instead.


Let the Bodies
Nobody has no body
Everybody for every body
Anybody has any body

What the fuck is an antibody