the older i get
the more twist
ed i am, wall
owing as i do
in my doe-ey
ed confusion.
would you ex
pect anything
less from such
a bifurcated soul?
twinkle twinkle
star-crossed gem
ini, what are we
ever gonna do
with me? of
course i’ve al
ways got plenty
of bright ideas,
because duh,
there’s a ton
of fun stuff i
can do with
myself. because
there are so many
of us. of course
what i mean is,
even though we,
either of us, never
know who we’re
gonna be when we
wake of a morning
(or afternoon, or
evening), but, al
as and alack, as
they used to say
(and some of us
still do), it’s really
just the two of us.
but, honestly. why
should that be such
a bore? because,
well, because be
cause why have
just us when we
can always have
more. that’s the
because. no mat
ter how many of
us that i can be,
it’s always more
fun when there
are at least three
(meaning one of
us has please oh
please got to not
be me.) (amen!).
