Content with my
current status of
unemployment
Sitting on the
couch by myself
on a Thursday night
high on narcotics
Watching Woody Allen
movies from the seventies
Eating Ben and Jerry’s
ice cream like a
satisfied housewife
Thinking about the times
I had three lovers
The pleasure and options
were phenomenal but
the pain was insufferable
Speaking of lovers
she’ll be home
in the morning
after her work shift
to handle this erection
I used to have problems
and nothing but questions
Now I feel like a poet
Who has all the right answers
