The Humpty Dumpty Dilemma
When he is patient and keeps his mouth shut
a canary falls out and sings a song
When the hustling game of cards begins creative juices
Pelt his mind with purple bruises and beer bellies
When he sinks below the horizon he is in debt
To no one (in particular)
When he hears that the orgasms are silent
At the Tiffany parade and that people wade in mud puddles
Like ducks trying to cross the street or a tiny pond
He is so flabbergasted that he decides to terrorize himself,
Blow him-self up into tiny little bits just to see
If he could put himself back together again
The Question being would he even want to?
Would it be worth the trouble?
by Micah Zevin December 2009
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