Poem on Demand

Another from Zeitgeist, 6/29/08.

The guy who suggested this topic was smoking pot at the table next to us (hey, in SF at a beer garden, this is wide open).

His eyes were really red, and he was totally loving this poetry game we play.

Asked for a topic, he gave an ironic theme.

Theme: Why I Don’t Smoke Pot
Word Count: 23+

I made two versions.

Why I Don’t Smoke Pot
Don’t smoke weed you say
I’m still waiting for why
Your argument has no life
Nothing about you ever has
Get high, then try again.

Why I Don’t Smoke Pot
Give me a reason not to
It must be large and philosophical.
If you can’t think of one
Get high, then think again.

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Poem on Demand

Again from Zeitgeist, 6/29/08.

Topic: Testicles
Word Count; 10

(The fellow who offered the topic was clearly quite drunk and the subject is obviously a product of his state of intoxication. But whatever – the idea with the poems on demand is you never know what someone is going to come up with, and you have to embrace it.)

Testicles
All else hides inside
Testicles have far more worldly ambition.