I feel like I have
been punched in the arm because
I have been. But, damn
you should see the guy
who isn’t me, the other
guy. He was busted!
Flowers grew out of
his ears and between his toes
and fingers. I mean,
if you think spring did
a number on me, all I’m
saying is, look at
that guy, grass growing
all over his shoulders – gosh!
I wish I was him.