The World's Dumbest Poem

here it is what you’ve all been waiting for the world’s

dumbest poem watch it crawl

toward David Lynch eating breakfast

in four hundred metal shoes

experience is a job

for a faded rose

it amazes me that shaving cream keeps coming

out of the shaving cream can and that’s

what makes everything stupid

and irritated it is always a pleasure to think

like this on an airplane

made of agreements and parlor talk

I should have test driven it now it’s

too late the poem is outdoors selling

real estate to a chopped mahogany face

hope prolongs the pain of aspiration

which is an opinion based on rubber

think of collage as your sister

swimming in warm fathoms of thought

being finds its trajectory in jazz

the sigh of water through old pipes

this is proof

of nothing but my own predilections

I feel like James Stewart doing dishes

in a kitchen in the old west while also

trying to read law books so that I can put

Liberty Valence in jail

everybody is naked under their clothes

but me I wear the hem of a hemisphere

and all the sunlight at the mouth of the cave

held together by buttermilk pins

sudden is a pretty word I should use it

for something but it’s too sudden

to use it now I’ll wait for the next bus

to Reykjavik