Laugh at the Worms
I laugh at the worms-
Baking on the asphault, sizzled and dried.
Segmented strips of sundried tomato.
Tomatoes are the worst fruit.
And worms remind me of tomatoes...
And especially laugh at the suicidal fuckers
that go out into the rain to escape the rain-
Just to get squished under my feet as
they drown. Lemmings.
And so goes the human race. So
I laugh at the worms and I practice
ritual sacrifice to the Foot God.
Segmented like so many people I know...
Poor little bastard wretches.
I can't wait til it rains.